Downtown Dirt

Picking up pieces of information
 Down on the docks
 Picking up pieces of information about you
 And how to pick locks
 Scouting around on the Lower East Side
 And matresses in the rain
 Those uptown ladies with their uptown coats
 Come down here to get laid
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 It's a boring macho trip
 And I'm the type that fascinates
 Hey, Mrs. Pamela Brown, how's the Dakota
 You're 28 years old and your face has been lifted
 But you still look so much older
 You been desoiled, your linen is drab
 You've got the crabs
 The things they sell you, your credit cards
 I love you for it
 I love you for it
 Sell your sugar
 I'm a humanitarian
 I give it all to myself
 That way you're clean
 And I stay out of debt
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 And psychologically, you know
 Hey, psychologically it's better that I think that I'm dirt
 Psychologically, it's better that I think that I'm dirt
 Don't you know it's better to think I'm dirt
 Hey, don't you like to have some dirt?
 That always alright, that's just dirt
 Cheap
 Cheap damn dirt
 Hey Pam, dirt
 Cheap dirt hurt
 Dirt
 Uptown dirt
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 Dirt