Not a Second Glance
Laid out
above Chicago
in the summertime heat
Words won't seem to come to me
Haven't been since I
First arrived
in this city.
My sweet Aoide
Do you desire New York?
Do you miss the
crack heads and
coke fiends?
Do you miss the
alcohol drinking
and dice rolling?
Do you miss that
same old shit?
above Chicago
in the summertime heat
Words won't seem to come to me
Haven't been since I
First arrived
in this city.
My sweet Aoide
Do you desire New York?
Do you miss the
crack heads and
coke fiends?
Do you miss the
alcohol drinking
and dice rolling?
Do you miss that
same old shit?
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