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I want to go up to detroit
i want to lie in the shade
i want to visit the president
and then i want to get laid
I want to go down to memphis
i want to talk to the king
i want to tell him we¡¯re sorry
and it won¡¯t happen again
I¡¯ve got a photo of james joyce
it¡¯s a photo by man roy
it¡¯s not very very much like him
but it¡¯s not for me to say
She sacrifices her body
almost every night
just like a lamb to the slaughter
and she thinks it makes him feel right

you gave me so many problems
you made me crash in my car
i¡¯ll have a martini cocktail
and then we¡¯ll see where we are

so just be nice to your brother
i¡¯ll take your sister to bed
and i can bloc bloc bloc till the weekend
but you¡¯d better come back soon