A Taste of the Blues

Walkin' round in worn-out shoes
 Ain't even got a job
 Got no cash to pay my dues
 Can't even feed my dog
 Well, I'm down
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 How 'bout you?
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 Mister Pete you got it
 You got a great big slice
 You got a great big slice
 you got a great big slice, of them blues
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 Kids want clothes and new school books
 Wife wants rouge 'n nails
 Can't even stand the way she looks
 Cos she knows darn very well
 That I'm down
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 on the ground
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 Mister Pete, you got it
 You got a great big piece
 You got a great big piece
 You got a great big piece, of them blues
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 Cash Pawn laughs when I show my car
 Banks won't let me in
 They say; "your life warrants an overdraft?
 Don't you see the mess you're in?"
 Man, you're down
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 down on the ground
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 Mister Pete, you got it
 You got a nice big slip
 You got a nice big slip
 You got a nice big slip, of those blues
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 The tax-man calls when I'm at home
 I better hide away
 He leaves a note that he will phone
 Come back another day
 Man I found
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 that I'm down
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 Mister Pete, you got it
 You got a nice big taste
 You got a nice big taste
 you got a nice big taste, of those blu-uu-uues.