Well I feel like a junky
With tracks all down my arm
I feel like a junky
With tracks all down my arm
I'm hooked on that girl
I can't let here come to no harm

Well if I was sick and dyin'
And didn't have much time to go
If I was sick and dyin'
And didn't have much time to go
I'd say lord come and get me
If I can't love my Jenny anymore

Well I'd rather be a wino
Way down on skid row
I'd rather be a wino
Way down on skid row

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