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letra de south philadelphia - bootsy spankins, p.i.

[verse 1]
summertime here in center city
they took away my car
you know i can’t afford a taxi
to get me where you are
so i got a job at the doubletree hotel, working morning hours
i put the mints on the pillowcases and i scrub the showers
and every afternoon i clock out, to make my way down broad
macabre march on the broken sidewalks
the liquor stores are like a firing squad
the sun it drains me, my throat it pains me
i stop to drink while you’re asleep
a promise that i’ll come home dry
i just can’t keep

[chorus]
south philadelphia will make me sick in this heat
and i won’t feel healthy until
the firewater floods my stream

[verse 2]
i picked a fight with a broken dead bolt and stumbled up the stairs
i made my way through the bedroom doorway, to find that you’re not here
i sit alone as i think of all the lies that i haven’t used
i need another shot, but if i’m ever caught there’ll be no excuse

[chorus]
south philadelphia will make me sick in this heat
and i won’t feel healthy until
the firewater floods my stream (ohh, woah)

[bridge]
some days i’ll go off to gamble
but some days i’ll go off [?]
i just can’t tell
when i’ve had enough (ohh, woah)

[instrumental]

[outro]
missed your [?] lighting car bombs
or a big br-ss band
gunshots are the fireworks
if we just pretend
in another [?]
saw you smell it in my clothes
i saw the summer come
but where it went, n0body knows

- bootsy spankins p i

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