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Standing on a corner in downtown l. a. Waiting for the man to come along She comes up to me and says “too bad, too sad” You know that he`s been dead and gone. L. a. lady, kinda shady She picked him up and took him home I woke up groggy my sight was smoggy And i knew that it had been blown Early in the morning sitting in a hotel Moscow`s looking fine through the wine Spaced out i crashed out When the k. g. b. came on the line. It`s a cold one, bein` sent down It`s gotta be fifty below Mama here`s a postcard to let you know I`m in a saltmine and looking for coal Shanghai`d in shanghai Stood on in tuscon Ripped off and kicked right out the bed Flyin` across the desert from texas to tuscon But we`re headed for a southern star The captain says it`s fine in havana This dude behind me needs a cigar. He`s a big one, he`s got a big gun I guess we better go along Mister we`ve got a gig in arizona Second billing to the rolling stones Shanghai`d in shanghai Stood on in tuscon Ripped off and kicked right out the bed Shanghai`d in shanghai Laid low in `frisco Done in and left behind for dead |