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Blo - Blo I want to go up to detroit I want to lie in the shade I want to visit the president And then I want to get laid I want to go down to memphis I want to talk to the king I want to tell him were sorry And it wont happen again Ive got a photo of james joyce Its a photo by man roy Its not very very much like him But its not for me to say She sacrifices her body Almost every night Just like a lamb to the slaughter And she thinks it makes him feel right You gave me so many problems You made me crash in my car Ill have a martini *****tail And then well see where we are So just be nice to your brother Ill take your sister to bed And I can bloc bloc bloc till the weekend But youd better come back soon