.I was born in a city we call Buffalo
Zero degrees below is too damn cold and funky
Mama raised me on the numbers racket
With eight kids and no father>Said she couldn't hack it
On the eastside where I started
Singin' on the corners
Hangin' out with all the hoodlums
Pass the jo.
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