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Gnew york now was Cnothing but an ice-capade
Ama cigarette, a fire-escape G
Gwalked this line,
with Cdust in our pockets for the Ambedford station line to Gtake us
Amcrazy
the Cdrunkard playing the Dcasio
Amwe?re quiet
everyCtime we start Dstarin? up
Amand hear
all the loneliest Ccrickets play their Dviolins
GCG
Amaw what a shame
a Csubway ride was Dnever meant to last.
GCG
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