60 Hours In Albuquerque Lyrics

Amphetameanies 60 Hours In Albuquerque

We met in Albuquerque in a dim and crowded bar
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A cowboy served me whisky and you drank from your jar
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The streets were lined with hookers and they didn't like my face
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You took me to a motel - all night you kept me safe
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Walk to a bar - order a drink - start to think about something pink
Order a drink - the colour pink - that makes you think about something pink
Drink, Drink, the colour pink, wake up the next day with a head that's pink
I think I'll never ever drink the drink that's pink again!

60 hours and I'll be leaving, 60 hours and I'll be on that train
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60 hours and I'll be leaving, 60 hours you'll forget my name
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