In these footsteps I have walked 'round too long
they're beginning to drag me down
it may be what I need but not what I want
with my bag of pain
now what have I found?
She's always sure in my uncertain times
always stood me up if I should fall down
and while I was courting with
Mrs. bye and bye
on the third floor someone was always around
If I'm flying
would you poison me?
and please let me see
just like a woman
'cause when I'm dying I just want to be
Speakeasy - just like a woman
I was so sure of things but now
they have gone
pacing round this motel room
'till the dawn
set fire to this place
is what I shall do
'cause in my nect life - oh yeah -
the skys will be blue...
If I'm flying
would you poison me?
and please let me see
just like a woman
'cause when I'm dying I just want to be
speakeasy - just like a woman.

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