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I′m tired, so tired, I can hardly stand
I can't breathe in the air in this city tonight
It′s taken everything I had to give
And now I just wanna get out of here
But I won't be sorry if he won't be
And I don′t want your pity or your sympathy
But for forty-five dollars, I can make it
You wait and see
But I won′t be sorry if you won't be
And I don′t want your pity or your sympathy
But for forty-five dollars, I can make it
You wait and see
It's not as if I was just anybody
On Broadway, I danced for that senator
They know me in London and they know me in Paris
I′m only talkin' ′cause you looked like you needed a friend
And I won't be sorry if you won't be
And I don′t want your pity or your sympathy
But with forty-five dollars, I′m halfway to Miami
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Writer(s): Dave Evans, Paul David Hewson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
