Текст песни Reed Lou - Downtown Dirt
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Picking up pieces of informationTime locksPicking up pieces of information about youAnd how to pick locksScouting around on the Lower East Side and matresses in the rainThem uptown ladies with their uptown coatsCome down here to get laidIt`s a boring macho tripAnd I`m the type that facinatesHey, Mrs Pamela Brown, how`s the Dakota?You`re twenty eight years and your face has been liftedBut you still look so much olderYou been desoiled and your linen is drab,You`ve got crabsThe things they sell youYour credit cardsI love you for itI love you for itSell your sugarI`m a humanitarianI give it all to myselfThat way you way you clingAnd I stay additiveAnd psychologically you knowHey, psychologically it`s better that I think that I am dirtPsychologically it`s better that I think that I am dirtDo you know it`s better to think I`m dirtDon`t you like to have some dirtThat all it`s worth it`s just dirtCheapCheap damn dirtHey Pam, dirtCheap dirtDirtUptown dirtDirt