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Simon Paul Paul Simon Papa Hobo It's carbon and monoxide The ole Detroit perfume And it hangs on the highways In the morning And it lays you down by noon Oh Papa Hobo You can see that I'm dressed like a schoolboy But I feel like a clown It's a natural reaction I learned In this basketball town Sweep up I been sweeping up the tips I've made I been living on Gatorade Planning my getaway Detnoit, Detroit Got a hell of a hockey team Got a left-handed way Of making a man sign up on that Automotive dream, oh yeah Oh Papa Papa Hobo Could you slip me a ride Well, it's just after breakfast I'm in the road And the weatherman lied |
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