The moon was drifting over Jordan
As the street lies under control
And then she slips into the middle
Head on, the hour takes it`s toll
With blues from a fountain
Keep you wishing for a rainy day
And a sandman sitting
Giving looks, giving looks that will fade away
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If you could get yourself straight
I think that I would like to talk to you
If you could get yourself straight, straight
I think that I would like to talk to you
If you could get yourself straight, straight, straight
I think that I would like to talk to you
`Cause talk, talk, talk
That`s all we do
Will you dance for your lover
While your brother doesn`t know your name
And in an undercover shot
Still you talk of what you can`t explain
They say nice change lady
Hey baby can you spare a dime
But then you put it in your pocket
And its off with another line
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You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it
Better go