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"SLUMMING"

Ran into an old friend - uptown Friday night

She'd had too much Tequila - Must say she looked a fright

 

"I'm feeling old and tired; don't care to be alone'

She asked me if I could - 'would I take her home"

 

Her directions led us home - to the wrong side of the tracks

To a place that long ago I swore -"I'm never coming back"

 

"Do you remember hon ... you gave me my First drink"

The tears came so heavy - I was afraid to blink

 

Those last words she spoke - still searing in my brain

The pain so hot - I thought I'd go insane

 

"You drunks say the coldest things - but blame me if you will'

' I'm gonna need another shot to rid me of your chill''

 

"For old times sake,' I said - 'I think we should go 'Slumming'

"Down to 'Old Town' - like when we were just sixteen'

"And you were the prettiest girl that heaven ever seen"

"I don't know' she said - 'It's not like I remember'

'The lights are brighter now - the streets are nice and clean'

"Not like when we'd get our kicks...

Watching Hoochie Mamas hooking up with Tricks"

 

"And you, I asked... 'What do you remember most

About those endless nights?'

"When our minds bemused of reason - reason took to flight"

Sober now, she spoke softly ... of times I see in dreams

She said ..."I remember the Poetry you wrote for me...

So long ago it seems"

"On the walls down there in 'Old Town'

" Like OUR lives... now crumbling down"

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Apr 1, 2010
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