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Broadway & Hurst
I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Nicholas Foster I'm not the best looking guy you'll find But I enjoy Camel Reds and a good piece of Bocelli And when I've had a few too many, I do things I regret So I walked over to the bar to meet my friend Yup, that's Mikey, pint in hand, looking for any mischief he can find And I knew I shouldn't, but temptation got the best of me Why do I do all these things to hurt you? It's a lie, nonsense, he's full of shit Mother fucker would be lucky if he could find his dick I was gonna let it slide, turn the other cheek But I overheard the bastard as he started to speak She was Foster's once, but now she's mine And that poor old fuck, he doesn't even have a clue> I'm going to kill him Followed the fuck, as he went to take a piss Crept into the alley, fingers turned to fists Stayed silent, put my hands around his neck Looked into his face and sunk the glass into his breast Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A surge of blood, a moment passed, I couldn't think, I couldn't move With every second waiting there was something they could prove Smiled, felt relief as his breath became shy His body lay limp, I had taken his life No, no, no So I woke up like it was any other Sunday Had a cup of black coffee, read the paper, and had one of my favorite fags Felt right as rain until the phone rang Hello Who's this? Oh, Officer Sloan I was, uh No I wasn't there actually. Um, Ray Wells, Ray Wells, doesn't ring any bells The 31st, I was out of town, yeah, that's right On business in fact, ya see I was with my bird, we're in love
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