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504 Old 97's

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504 - Old 97's
I was playing every Monday on Burgundy in some shitty little bar
I was working on a novel called 'New Orleans Ain't No City, it's a Scar'
The heroine does heroin
The hero wears his hair just like The King
He says, "It ain't my job to sweet talk you, my job's just to sing"

I was loved once by a woman
She don't love me anymore, 504, 504
And I won't never know no woman like the one
I'd known before 504, 504, and she don't love me anymore

Well, the hero wears a hairnet
From the outset he drinks Jax beer from a can
He says, "There's something about this city always gets me
I'm a sentimental man"

Well the heroine plays violin
And reads her Elmore Leonard everyday
She's the one that finds the body
He's the one that gets away

I was loved once by a woman
She don't love me anymore, 504, 504
And I won't never know no woman like the one
I'd known before 504, 504, and she don't love me anymore
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