Текст песни Soul Asylum - Without A Trace
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I fell in love with a hookerShe laughed in my faceSo seriously I took herI was a disgraceI was out of line; I was out of placeOut of time to save faceSee the open mouth of my suitcaseSayin` leave this placeLeave without a traceLeave without a traceLeave without a traceI tried to get a good jobWith honest payI might as well join the mobThe benefits are okayStanding in the sun with a popsicleEverything is possibleWith a lot of luck and a pretty faceAnd some time to wasteLeave without a traceLeave without a traceLeave without a traceI tried to dance at a funeralNew Orleans styleI joined the Grave Dancer`s UnionI had to fileTrying to do the right thing, play it straightThe right thing changes from state to stateDon`t forget to take your maceIf you`re out walking lateI liked to see your faceYou left without a traceYou leave without a trace