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Jockey Full of Bourbon

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Edna Million in a drop-dead suit

Dutch Pink on a downtown train

Two-dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot

I'm in the corner in the pouring rain

Sixteen men on a dead man's chest

And I've been drinking from a broken cup

Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest

I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand upHey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are aloneSchiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head

And I've been stepping on the Devil's tail

Across the stripes of a full moon's head

And through the bars of a Cuban jail

Bloody fingers on a purple knife

Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass

I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife

Admire the view from up on top of the mastHey little bird, fly away home

House is on fire, your children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

House is on fire, your children are aloneI said hey little bird, fly away home

House is on fire, your children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

House is on fire, your children are aloneYellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed

Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride

"To the carnival" is what she said

A hundred dollars makes it dark insideEdna Million in a drop-dead suit

Dutch Pink on a downtown train

Two-dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot

I'm in the corner in the pouring rainHey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

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