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SINGER: Sugar
SONG:Panama City Motel
Don't you know i need a place to stay only fifteen bucks a day i didn't want to end up here but now i guess i need to stay River red, runs like lead and the smell of kerosene in my head stuck in here in this shithole reading foreign magazines instead "but senor, i only have ten dollars, can't you give me a room for the night?" we argue about currency and then he says i can stay for the night In this panama city motel i am out on the freeway again A woman approaches in barcelona walking down the diagonalia spaghetti concrete overpasses i keep grasping for something familiar
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