Ian Thomas painted ladies

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I remember setting out just to see what I could see
Street cars rolling by and airplanes flying high
They all meant nothing to me
No one ever looked my way or knew that I was there
I kept walking and the rain kept raining
Until all the streets were bare
Ooh ooh, feeling fine mama
Painted ladies and a bottle of wine mama
Ooh ooh, feeling good mama
They took my money like I knew they would
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
City lights were shining on me
Through my window pane
I kept thinking 'bout the day
When I'd be home again
Rocking chairs and summer fairs
And swimming in the sea
I kept drinking, sinking
Till there was nothing left of me
Ooh ooh, feeling fine mama
Painted ladies and a bottle of wine mama
Ooh ooh, feeling good mama
They took my money like I knew they would
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la

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