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C G
Come see the vampires of New York… Ha ha
C G
Come lose your mind in Central Park…. Ha ha
C G
But don’t leave your soul behind…
F G C
And all the whores on Bleeker Street, they wear the blissful grin
F G C G
Caused by the drugs they take to relieve them of their sins
C Am G C
And “Oh, Lord, I think she’s dying.” I heard somebody say
Am G
“I think she’s dying.”
C Am
And “Oh, oh Lord….. I think she’s dying……..”
C G
Come take in 8th Street after dark
C G
“Such peculiar people,” you’ll remark
C G
You might even see a murder
F G C
And all the whores on Bleeker Street they wear the blissful grin
F G C G
Caused by the drugs they take to relieve them of their sins
C Am
And “Oh, Lord, I think she’s dying” I heard somebody say…
Am G
“I think she’s dying.”
C Am G
And “Oh, oh Lord….. I think she’s dying…..”
C C C G
Or maybe she’s already dead and maybe she’s gone to Mars
C G
Maybe we could even write her epitaph in the stars
C G
It’d say, “If you go away from here,
C G
If you go a million miles
F C G F C G
Come down town…… To see them go
C G
Into the den of the vampires of New York” Ha ha
C
But please watch your step as you get off, kids
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