paroles de chanson Habit (Needle in My Arm) - Roger Creager
I
knew
a
broke
down
hobo
we
called
him
army
Jack
He
wore
an
old
army
coat
he
drank
from
a
paper
sack
They
found
him
frozen
solid
death
grip
on
a
bottle
if
gin
I
knew
a
man
on
Wall
Street
he
liked
to
smell
cocaine
He
made
more
jack
than
Elvis
then
he
threw
it
all
away
He's
locked
up
in
Huntsville
he
gets
out
in
seven
to
ten
Yeah
but
they
ain't
got
nothing
on
me
any
fool
can
see
That
I'm
a
stone
cold
junkie
I'm
addicted
to
your
charm
You
get
into
my
blood
stream
and
run
straight
to
my
heart
Your
my
habit
your
the
needle
in
my
arm
I
get
this
low
down
feelin'
i
get
to
feelin'
it
in
my
bones
Honey
when
your
not
around
me
oh
I
get
to
jonesin'
I
gotta
have
you
near
me
I
need
your
lovin'
all
the
time
When
you
see
me
down
on
my
knees
Have
pity
on
my
disease
'Cause
I'm
a
stone
cold
junkie
I'm
addicted
to
your
charm
You
get
into
my
blood
stream
and
run
straight
to
my
heart
Your
my
habit
your
the
needle
in
my
arm
Hey
I'm
a
stone
cold
junkie
I'm
addicted
to
your
charm
You
get
into
my
blood
stream
and
run
straight
to
my
heart
Your
my
habit
your
the
needle
in
my
arm
Your
my
habit
your
the
needle
in
my
arm
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