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Old laAdy lost in the city E
In the middle of a cold, cold Anight
It was fourteen below and the wind start to Eblow
There wasnA't a boy scout in sight
Pull down the shades cause he's comin'
Turn out the lights cause he's here
Runnin' hard down the street through the snow and the sleet
On the coldest night of the year
ABeware, beEware, beAware of the Enaked Aman (2X)
Old lady head up toward broad street
Shufflin' uptown against the wind
She had started to cry-wiped a tear from her eye
And looked back to see where she had been
Old lady stand on the corner
With a purse in her hand
She does not know but in a minute or so
She will be robbed by a naked man
Old lady lean against a lamppost
Starin' down at the ground on which she stand
She look up and scream for the lamplight's beam
There stood the famous naked man
He say, "F#mthey found Eout about my sister and Dkicked me out of the navy,
F#mThey would have strung me up if they Ecould.
F#mI tried to explain that we were Eboth of us Dlazy
And were Adoing the best we could."
He faked to the left and he faked to the right
And he snatched the purse fromere hand "someone stop me," he cried,
As he faded from sight, "won't nobody help a naked man?"
"won't nobody help a naked man?"
by: José Duarte
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