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Mccain Edwin Miscellaneous How Strange It Seems I'm a hack driver in New York City I've got seven kids on the lower east side I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty But in rush hour hell you should see me drive I'm a dressmaker in Louisiana Stick my finger ain't that a shame People come haggle and paw on my artwork But no two of my dresses are ever the same How strange it seems to be me if tomorrow I opened my eyes And found myself somewhere else I wonder who I'd be I'm the house man at a place called the Exit The last band I heard bored me to tears But every so often I hear one that moves me And love for the music is what keeps me here I'm a rich man I ain't talking 'bout money I'm a blues singer at the eight by ten You go out searching for some grand tomorrow Don't worry 'bout me just drop by now and then |
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