Текст песни Junkie Girl - Walter Becker
In
the
good
old
bad
part
of
this
college
town
Men
in
business
suits
they
run
you
down
You
take
their
money
just
like
you
take
mine
You
send
it
bubbling
down
the
thin
blue
line
It
doesn't
matter
how
it
got
this
way
'Cause
we
could
make
it
through
this
thing
together
I
know
you're
laughing
but
I
got
to
say
Now
I
still
want
you
maybe
more
than
ever
No
fooling
it's
a
f**ked
up
world
So
be
cool
my
little
junkie
girl
The
cops
are
out
to
shut
the
district
down
I
comb
the
ruins
of
your
stomping
grounds
Stanyan
street
looking
like
that
third
world
war
You
come
up
blazing
like
an
open
sore
Now
I
believe
you
but
I
got
to
know
How
come
the
right
side
of
your
brain
is
hurting
So
take
me
with
you
baby
when
you
go
Through
to
the
white
side
of
your
china
curtain
No
fooling
it's
a
f**ked
up
world
So
be
cool
my
little
junkie
girl
In
the
good
old
bad
part
of
this
college
town
Men
in
grey
limousines
will
drive
you
down
You
take
their
money
just
like
you
take
mine
Where
does
it
get
you
on
that
thin
blue
line
Now
I
can
hardly
hear
you
anymore
Your
eyes
are
empty
and
your
voice
is
hollow
I
see
you
waving
from
a
distant
shore
And
where
you're
going
I
don't
dare
to
follow
No
fooling
that's
another
world
Good
luck
my
little
junkie
girl
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