Intro
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Excuse me, darlin', to disturb you
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Could you spare a bit of what the lord's left for you?
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Bless your solemn, unending virtue
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Lest your savior up desert you
[Verse 1]
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Jesus couldn't quell the pains of America in trucks and trains and tractor trailers on the range,
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barmen counting out their change and Goldwyn Mayer,
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Fred Astaire slicking back his oily hair, snort benzedrine off of a mirror, slaps her ass,
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"how are you dear?" and all the preachers whistle nervous, stare down devils in the back of churches,
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meet their luscious daughters in the smalls beneath the boughs of birches
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And Judy Garland hit the bathroom floor of her cold apartment 'bove a Chelsea store
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and all the drag queens and all the whores couldn't get poor Judy back up off of her laurels,
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and Judy (Judy, Judy, Judy)
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[Verse 2]
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Wanna put my foot down on Manhattan
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Watch it float down like a boogie board
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See the water bulging through the avenue
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Watch the cool kids look out their window, bored
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As their mother drops the rolling pin, the radio says
[Chorus]
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Judy garland hit the bathroom floor of her cold apartment 'bove a Chelsea store
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and all the drag queens and all the whores couldn't get poor Judy back up off of her laurels,
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and Judy (Judy, Judy, Judy)
[Outro]
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Judy Garland, you're a beauty, darlin'
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Judy Garland, you're a beauty, darlin'
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Judy Garland, you're a beauty, darlin'
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Oh, Judy