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| Give It Hell (Miller) 1. Back in the Sixties I was livin' in the city Once upon a night she would show I was great Ridin' down the street in a big black car Everyone would treat me like a movie star - Somewhere along got there in the slum Walked into a swamp and I landed in the dump Ain't got nothin' left but a funky little mama Baby, don't go, and mama, don't go 2. Well, I get up in the morning, tryin' to find myself a job But it won't last, I ain't got a sup Meet a welfare lady on the way, Lord, have mercy, now can't get the pay - Somewhere along... - - Well, it's stupid and plain, you just can tell I shove around the corner and give it hell Git it hell, give it hell, woman, give it hell 3. Now out on the streets it gets a little rough, I don't like things get tough Out on the streets in a sleeping bag Oh, I tell you it sure feels a drag |