Released on January 1, 1977

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Oh I've had enough

Yeah I've had enough

I've sure had enough of this late night misery

I'm sinking like a ship

Crack that whip

Mama shake your hips

And your ruby red lips

Come do the silver jive

Like dead or alive

First you impressed me

Then you undressed me

They came to arrest me

I changed my address

Calling poison poison

Don't let the boys in

New York sign committing crime

A whole lot of loving makes you walk the line

The back street hookers and the pusher man

The skid row bums and the garbage can

Go to get away from this no-mans land

Oww

Oh I've had enough

Yeah I've had enough

I've sure had enough of this late night misery

Misery comes

Misery goes

Misery comes

Misery goes

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