Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand Primitive Radio Gods

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[Chorus: B.B. King]
I've been downhearted baby
I've been down-
I've been downhearted baby
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby
I've been down-
I've been downhearted baby
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met

[Verse 1: Chris O'Connor]
Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
Moonlight spills on comic books and superstars in magazines
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
Her plane takes off from Baltimore and touches down on Bourbon Street

[Verse 2: Chris O'Connor]
We sit outside and argue all night long
About a god we've never seen but never fails to side with me
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Ma Teresa's joined the mob and happy with her full time job

[Refrain: Chris O'Connor]
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