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Hard times in the city, I get over, I get under
Don’t it make you feel dizzy all the anger
I don’t mean to be jealous my eyes have seen you with fellas
I find it hard to be part of the city when it’s so unjust

It makes me feel like I wanna die
That’s why

I don’t drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can’t get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And then she rolls me like a stone (I just can’t get enough)

Bricked up in the city, and the buildings are laughing
Pay check burning my pocket, going to buy a gold chain and a locket

Makes me feel like I’m gonna lie
That’s why

I don’t drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can’t get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And then she rolls me like a stone (I just can’t get enough)

She sings when it's over, when it's over she sings
She doesn't worry as I walk out the door, cos tomorrow I'll bring
Two small chocolates and a bottle of wine a very nice time

All my pennies my farthings for my mortgage that I’m under
At her place all the sorrows of the world can wait ‘til tomorrow

She makes me feel like it’s all alright
That’s why

I don’t drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can’t get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And then she rolls me like a stone (I just can’t get enough)

Like a stone (I just can’t get enough)...

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