Crankin` an` a-coke`n In the Winchell`s do-nut Midnite
Out of his deep on a `fore day run Hurtin` for sleep in the Quaalude Moonlight
Green hocker in a Greyhound locker Smokin` in the Pygmy Twylyte
Joined the bus on the 33rd seat By the doo-doo room with the reek replete
Crystal eye, crystal eye Got a crystal kidney & he`s `fraid to die In the Pygmy Twylyte Or the downer midnite In the Pygmy Twylyte Or the downer midnite In the Pygmy Twylyte Or the downer midnite In the Pygmy Twylyte Or the downer midnite
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