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Vodka SorrowThe fog horn blowsStand on your tip toes Look out the windows Crooked teeth on the bottom row Takes a lower lip to know Vodka Sorrow Watch her go home Were you really there? Vodka sorrow Walks to the phone box In rabbit fur Lookin back the edges blurred Now day break is on your back Like the train is on the track Vodka Sorrow Watch her go home Were you really there Vodka sorrow Vodka Sorrow |