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She came in on the red-eye to Dallas-Fort Worth All the way from sunny Taipei Skin the color of a walnut shell And a baseball cap holding down her black hair And she came here after midnight The hot weather made her feel right at home
Come on in We haven't slept for weeks Drink some of this It'll put color in your cheeks
He drove in from Mexicali, no worse for wear Money to burn, time to kill But five minutes looking in his eyes And we all knew he was broken pretty bad, so we gave him what we had We cleared a space for him to sleep in And we let the silence, that's our trademark, make its presence felt
Come on in We haven't slept for weeks Drink some of this It'll put color in your cheeks
They came in by the dozens, walking or crawling Some were bright-eyed, some were dead on their feet And they came from Zimbabwe, or from Soviet Georgia East Saint Louis, or from Paris, or they lived across the street But they came, and when they finally made it here It was the least that we could do to make our welcome clear
Come on in We haven't slept for weeks Drink some of this This'll put color in your cheeks
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