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(Bob Dylan) Intro: E
When you're Elost in the rain, in JuarAez, and it's Eastertime tEoo When your grEavity fails, and negatAivity don't pull you thrEough Don't pAut on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue AvenEue They got some hBungry women there and they really make a mess out of yEou
If you see Saint Annie, please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move my fingers, they are all in a knot I don't have the strength to get up and take another shot And my best, my doctor, won't even say what it is I've got Sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English, and she invites you up into her room And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon I started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough But the joke was one me, there was nobody there to even bluff I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough