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    If you must drive slow, please let me by
    I hate driving 'round here
    Trouble seems to follow me close whenever I'm near
    New York City at the docks of the longshoreman's pier
    It leaves a dirty taste in my mouth
    I left and didn't care North from South
    I can see it now you're fadin' out
    Fadin' out, fadin out, fadin out, fadin' out
    I hate the city where the uptown people get high
    But rock-n-roll clubs are sure getting harder to find
    And when I'm there I don't care
    I just try to get by
    It leaves a dirty taste in my mouth
    I left and didn't care North from South
    I can see it now you're fadin' out
    Fadin' out, fadin' out, fadin' out, fadin' out

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