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I've got a little black book with my poems in....
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in////
When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in,,,
I got elastic bands keepin' my shoes on
Got those swollen-hand blues]]]]]]
I got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from
I've got electric light[[[[[[[[[[
And I've got second sight]]
I got amazing powers of observation
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There'll be nobody home