On Elvis Presleys Birthday

	  		
Intro        
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I can't say that I love this place where I live 
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This particular geographical location but I've grown use to it 
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And now I miss it when I'm away, of course when I was a kid 
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My father would take me with him down to the bowery where the bums where 
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And in the restaurants supply stores he would buy shiny steel refrigerators 
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And deadly looking stoves 
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While I begged him to take to the army navy surplus stores on canal street  
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to buy big dead bullets 

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  He wore a short cordury jacket,   an informal hat with puff of feather 
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And he talked with his hands in his pants pockets jangling change 
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Driving his Cadillac it was Elvis Presley's birthday 
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They said it on the radio 
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My father like Elvis and it was worderful 
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We drove trough black nieghborhoods 
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On Long Island's north shore When Elvis was alive 

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My father was from Brooklyn and the depression left his mark 
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   From picking up coal on the railroad tracks 
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He didn't have a good word to say about Franklin Delano Roosvelt 
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Later I liked elegant hotel bars  
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where I could drink under F. Scott Fitzgerald Skies 
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The coolest of the cool, never a child on Elvis Presley's birthday's 
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My dead father jangling change 

Outro 
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This is an unreal City, you can be anybody when you're alone 

Ending 
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