What's this that Larry found laying on the street.
His old friend D.T, burned in absolute.
He didn't look too good, and his body smelled like wine.
Something that Larry had known at his mind.
This boy was a star could be again.
As D.T called to his friend.
Larry, don't leave me down there.
Larry, I'll get there, I swear.
So Larry went () D.T seemed so sincere.
He slowly wouldn't drink, not even just a beer.
Then the showcase came, D.T can't be found.
His out back at it, and his head rolling on the ground
This was the last time Larry would hear.
His friend D.T call out.
Larry, don't leave me down there.
Larry, I'll get there, I swear.
Oh, Larry, don't leave me down there.
Larry, I'll get there, I swear.
I'll get there, I swear.
Don't leave me down there.
Don't leave me down there.
Don't, don't, don't.
Leave me down there.
Don't, don't, don't.
Leave me down there.
No, don't.
(Solo)
Larry, don't leave me down there.
Larry, I'll get there, I swear.
Oh yeah.

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