quarters - wilco lyrics
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[verse]
i travel where you worked
was cold and dark as a cavern
you kept quarters in your shirt
but i never could just have them
you always made me sweep around every flying floozy
under booths and b-ms asleep
waking up, they’d ask you, “who’s he?”
behind a gl-ss without a glance
“my daughter’s boy,” you would say
well, i stood there in a trance
listening to the jukebox play
[instrumental outro]
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