I was a poor little kid in the lungs of new York 

Just like a motherless son of a bitch 
Loaded on ephedrine looking for downers and coke 
Like a sun that just wouldn't set out on the horizon 
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs 

I took a train and came up from Carolina 
I was looking for something to do 
Nothing I found could ever quite occupy me 
With nothing to gain there's always nothing to lose 
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs 
Cry me a river till the morning comes 

I should've died a hundred thousand times 
Teetering stoned off the side of buildings 
Nobody loved me and nobody even tried 
You cant hang on to something that wont stop moving 
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs 

I got arrested down south for hitting a clerk 
I spit in his face, the bastard knocked me out 
He leered at my lady and then he touched her face 
Thank God she had the money to bail me out 
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs 
Cry me a river till the morning comes 

Bar room boogie just like in the movies 
Go on put it to me shake it till the rattles come on 
Take me where the morning don't come 

I had a dog named Jet, when I was a kid 
Until one day he wandered off and died 
One night I went in the yard and dug him up 
And he laid in the box just like a pile of bones 
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs 

I used to get loaded and baby Id drive your car 
It seemed like there was always a cop 
Coming behind me and following close as they could 
Eventually they'd just trail off 
Loaded and cruising to them nighttime songs 
Cry me a river till the morning comes 

Bar room boogie just like in the movies 
Go on put it to me shake it till the rattles come on 
Take me where the morning don't come 

I think I died a hundred thousand times 
Mixing liquor with mystery pills 
Mystery pills and heroin mixed into cocaine 
Face down out on the riverside 
Most of my friends are married and making them babies 
To most of them I already died 
And whatever it is about you I've always hated 
Is something about myself I just couldn't hide 
And I'm going going baby I'm gone 

So cry me a river to the other side of the morning 
To where the morning don't come 
To where the morning don't come 
To where the morning don't come
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