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Jul 2016
Drop twenty dollars in my hand
we can both be friends,
just twenty dollars for tonight
until the evening ends

you ask me why
it has to be this way,

all I can tell you
is
night is from day

drop twenty dollars in my hand

we can dance
to the band

twenty dollars
what it takes
to take the aches away

you ask me why,
but you know
what I will say,

you ask me why
I tell you
night is from day

twenty dollar is the rate
for the cabaret
just twenty dollar for the night
take my ache away.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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