posted June 13, 2004 10:13 PM
I got off the bus
With ten bucks in my pocket
Sitting at the Octagon
My lunch was a slice of rotten breadI went to the two-dollar shop
Everything cost two dollars
So I bought an alarm clock for a friend back home
I had no place to stay for the night
At a cafe, I met a guy from my home town
He kindly invited me to go to his place
So off we went
'Twas a nice joint
I went up to the steepest street in the world
And went down again
'Twas exciting
I felt like a little girl
Finally I went back where I came from
How sweet it was to see the place again
I felt like saying
'I'm home'
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Dana