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    Uh
    Rolled up
    Rolled up again
    Rolled up
    Right in front of my friends
    I was rockin' like a star
    Closed down all the bars
    and now I'm sitting in this holding cell

    Sad but true
    cuz I need you
    Come get me out of jail
    Please Please
    You're my only friend
    that I know
    who's got something to live
    post my bail

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    Cheese sandwich, Orange Juice
    I've even had to fight to keep my shoes
    I don't got no phone or credit cards to use
    And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do
    Sad but true
    Cuz I need you
    Come get me out of jail
    Please Please
    You're my only friend
    that I know
    who's got something to live
    post my bail

    Have you ever had a brother man but not of control
    and if pull it, that's the place, that's the world
    Ever had a brother man but not of control
    One take the lord, send your deepest regards
    Get gaserated and the cell smells like beer
    Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
    Last thing I remember, I heard the last call
    My pocket's controlled by alcohol
    (Aww man I better get out of here)
    And Lita is my angel
    I've been floating on the sea
    Been once been once that boat bad
    She's gonna need no id
    Cheri's down, bail you out
    You better not mess 'em around
    nooo no
    Well I got caught with 10 pounds
    Sad but true
    cuz I need you
    Come get me out of jail
    Please Please
    You're my only friend
    that I know
    who's got something to live
    post my bail
    Rolled up

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    Composición: Robert Smith, Michael Miguel Happoldt, Marshall Goodman y Cassandra Wilson

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