.Walking down the street honey New Orleans
I'm gonna slip my note into the pocket of your jeans
How was I to know turning green on red A
Waitress in the sky still playing in my head
Days like these why'know are no one's fault
A bottle of wine, a loaf of bread, a pound of salt.
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