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[Verse 1] I was a poor little kid in the lungs of New York Like a motherless son of a bitch Loaded on ephedrine looking for downers and coke Like a sun that just wouldn't set out on the horizon Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs [Verse 2] I took a train and I came up from Carolina I was looking for something to do Nothing I found could ever quite occupy me And with nothing to gain there's always nothing to lose Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes [Verse 3] I should've died a hundred thousand times Teetering, stoned off the side of buildings Nobody loved me and nobody ever tried You can't hang on to something that won't stop moving Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs [Verse 4] I got arrested down south for hitting a clerk I spit in his face, the bastard knocked me out He leered at my lady and then he touched her face Thank God she had the money to bail me out Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes [Bridge] Bar room boogie, just like in the movies Go on put it to me, shake it till the rattles come on Take me where the morning don't come [Verse 5] I had a dog named Jet, when I was a kid Until one day he wandered off and died One night I went in the yard and I dug him up And he lay in that box just like a pile of bones Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs [Verse 6] I used to get loaded and baby I'd drive your car It seemed like there was always a cop Coming up behind me and following as close as he could Until eventually he'd just trail off Loaded and cruising to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes [Bridge] Bar room boogie just like in the movies Go on put it to me, shake it till the rattles come on Take me where the morning won't come [Verse 7] I think I died a hundred thousand times Mixing liquor with them mystery pills Mystery pills and heroin mixed into cocaine Face down lyin' on the riverside Most of my friends are married and making them babies To most of them I already died And whatever it is about you I've always hated There's something about myself I just couldn't hide And I'm going, going baby I'm almost gone So cry me a river to the other side of the morn' [Outro] To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come To where the morning won't come