Paroles de Easy street

Phoebe Snow

pochette album Easy street
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I was feeling lost, and kind of ill
So i wrote to god on my last dollar bill
My finances were nil
Please god, help me

I'm so poor
Send me something to wear
And something to eat
'cos i want to cross over onto easy street
(yes) i want to cross over onto easy street

I think i can see you through this fog of doom
You look like the type that rides on a broom
But can you tell me where i can rent a room
Please god, help me

Walking through the park at half-past nine
I met a bum who was drinking cheap wine
He said "here have some of mine"
Please god, help me

Mister it looks like you've got money alright
I just wish you hadn't asked me to spend the night
I guess i'll go without a fight
Please god, help me

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