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Lost in the Barrio I walk like an Injun,
So Carlo won't suspect something's wrong here.
I dance in place and paint my face
And act like I belong here.

Throw back the little ones and pan fry the big ones;
Use tact, poise and reason and gently squeeze them.

Hot licks and rhetoric don't count much for for nothing;
Be glad if you can use what you borrow.
So I pawn my crown for ride uptown
And buy it back tomorrow.

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Done like a matador I pray for the weekend
And hope the little girls still throw roses.
Else I change my bait and move upstate
Before the season closes.

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