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Bob Seger - Manhattan Lyrics

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  • Shakey Davey's got a twelve gauge in his hand
  • It's sawed off to the limit
  • He's got a vague plan
  • There's this liquor store on Madison
  • There's another one down on Washington square
  • He's pretty sure no one's ever seen him
  • Down around there
  • The first one's birdshot the next four are double aught buck
  • The last one's a slug just for good luck
  • He's got his works in his pocket
  • He wants to score as soon as he's done
  • He can't wait to get straight to get long gone
  • He puts on his long coat scribbles off a short note
  • Sits himself down and waits for the sun to go down
  • It's right around midnight and there's still too damn many people on this street
  • He's walked all the way from Battery Park he's got sweaty hands and burnin' feet
  • He's desperate for a fix
  • His body's screamin' "Get me high"
  • He bursts through the door and lets one fly
  • Sunrise in the park and Davey's cold as stone
  • He got some bad merchandise and he was all alone
  • Two more unsolved mysteries a iot of paper pushed around
  • Most folks are just wakin' up in this great big town

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