| When you walk, when you walk
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| When you walk the junkie walk
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| Like you talk, like you talk
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| Like you talk the junkie talk
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| Here’s the list, you can lie
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| Look your mother in the eye
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| Steal her pills, make her cry
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| Every junkie has to die
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| When you walk, when you walk
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| When you walk the junkie walk
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| Like you talk, like you talk
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| Like you talk the junkie talk
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| Here’s the list, you can lie
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| Look your mother in the eye
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| Steal her car, her guitar
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| Every junkie has to die
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| Thank you for the dedication
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| Cross the street in the dirty rain
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| Though you said your true vocation
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| We’ll be coming back again
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| When you walk, when you walk
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| When you walk the junkie walk
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| Like you talk, like you talk
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| Like you talk the junkie talk
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| Here’s the list, you can lie
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| Look your mother in the eye
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| Steal her purse, and what’s worse
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| Every junkie has to die
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| See them on the avenue
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| Nothing more to tell or do
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| Praying like the living dead
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| Or dancing in and under his bed
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| When you walk, when you walk
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| When you walk the junkie walk
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| Like you talk, like you talk
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| Like you talk the junkie talk
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| Here’s the list, you can lie
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| Look your mother in the eye
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| Steal her keys, if you please
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| Every junkie has to die
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| Walk
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| Talk
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| Lie
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| Die
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| When you walk, when you walk
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| When you walk the junkie walk
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| Like you talk, like you talk
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| Like you talk the junkie talk
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| Here’s the list, place your bet
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| No, a loser won’t regret
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| Don’t you fret, or deny
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| Every junkie has to die |