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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 were sorry

And it won't happen again

I've got a photo of james joyce

Its a photo by man roy

Its not very very much like him

But its 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 *****tail

And then well 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