Lyrics Downtown Dirt - Lou Reed
Picking
up
pieces
of
information
Down
on
the
docks
Picking
up
pieces
of
information
about
you
And
how
to
pick
locks
Scouting
around
on
the
Lower
East
Side
and
matresses
in
the
rain
Those
uptown
ladies
with
their
uptown
coats
Come
down
here
to
get
laid
It's
a
boring
macho
trip
And
I'm
the
type
that
fascinates
Hey,
Mrs
Pamela
Brown,
how's
the
Dakota?
You're
twenty
eight
years
old
and
your
face
has
been
lifted
But
you
still
look
so
much
older
You
been
desoiled
and
your
linen
is
drab,
You've
got
the
crabs
The
things
they
sell
you
Your
credit
cards
I
love
you
for
it
I
love
you
for
it
Sell
your
sugar
I'm
a
humanitarian
I
give
it
all
to
myself
That
way
you're
clean
And
I
stay
out
of
debt
And
psychologically
you
know
Hey,
psychologically
it's
better
that
I
think
that
I'm
dirt
Psychologically
it's
better
that
I
think
that
I'm
dirt
Don't
you
know
it's
better
to
think
I'm
dirt
Don't
you
like
to
have
some
dirt
That
all
it's
worth
it's
just
dirt
Cheap
Cheap
damn
dirt
Hey
Pam,
dirt
Cheap
dirt
Dirt
Uptown
dirt
Dirt
1 Sad Song
2 Men of Good Fortune
3 Coney Island Baby
4 How Do You Speak to an Angel
5 Perfect Day
6 Leave Me Alone
7 Temporary Thing
8 Vicious Circle
9 Rock And Roll Heart
10 The Gun
11 Downtown Dirt
12 Real Good Time Together
13 A Gift
14 Think It Over
15 My Friend George
16 Legendary Hearts
17 The Last Shot
18 Growing Up In Public
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