I forgot, you know, what it is you do
That keeps you up for hours while I snooze
Chicago, It must be in the air
Chicago, I really don’t care
I forgot, you know, what it is you do
When you’re low and you can’t shake them blues
When cocaine has gone to the brain
When all thoughts are one in the same
You can’t break my bottle and give it back
You can’t break my bottle and give it back
Do you know where I can get a gun?
Must shoot straight, must be the only one
That you would take to a duel
That you know would never fail you
You can’t break my bottle and give it back
You can’t break my bottle and give it back
You know you’re on the wrong side of the tracks
Bob Crosby would love to take you back
Just let him look into your little sack, Jack
Then you’ll know you’re on the wrong side of the tracks
Do you know where I can get a gun?
Must shoot straight, must be the only one
That you would take to a duel
That you know would never fail you
You can’t break my bottle and give it back
You can’t break my bottle and give it back
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