Bruce Springsteen – Harrys Place (Guitar)

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Downtown hipsters drinking up the drug line

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Down in the kitchen working in the coal mine

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Got a special sin, mister, you can't quite confess

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Messy little problem, maybe baby need a new dress

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Razorback diamond you shine too hard

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Need a hammer help you handle little trouble in your backyard

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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When Harry speaks it's Harry's streets, in Harry's house it's Harry's rules

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You don't wanna be around, brother, when Harry schools us

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It's Harry's car, Harry's wife, Harry's dogs run Harry's town

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Your blood and money spit shines Harry's crown

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You don't fuck with Harry's money, you don't fuck Harry's girls

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These are the rules, this is the world

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(When you bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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You need a little shot of something to improve your health

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A taste of that one little weakness you allow yourself

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You're looking for the key of that box you locked yourself in

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Just step up to the line and be one of Harry's friends

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Shithole on the corner, no light, no sign

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Nobody on the street 'cept the deaf, dumb, and blind

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Mayor Conner's on the couch, Father McGowan's at the bar

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Chief Horton's at the door checking who the fuck you are

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Seesaw Bobby dressed in drag and Mister Nice

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Carry me into the back room and dim the lights

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My arms strapped to the table, a thousand angels spinning up the room

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A voice whispers in my ear, "We do what we must do"

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(When we bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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Nobody knows his number, nobody knows his name

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If he didn't exist, it'd all go on just the same

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)

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(Bring it on down to Harry's Place)