.Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue
Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.
Harold's club is closing,
And everybody's going on home:
What's a poor boy to do?
I'll just get on back into my short,
Make it back to the fort
Sleep off all the crazy lizards inside of my.
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