.I made the spike about nine o'clock on a Saturday
All eyes hit me as I walked into the bar>
The spikey leather guys were foolin' with the denim dudes
A couple cards played rough stuff, New York, fire island
I cased the joint, straining at the seams
I moseyed up to the co.
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