Fine Clothes to the Jew/Elevator Boy

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ELEVATOR BOY
I got a job nowRunnin' an elevatorIn the Dennison Hotel in Jersey.Job ain't no good though.No money around. Jobs are just chances Like everthing else. Maybe a little luck now, Maybe not. Maybe a good job sometimes: Step out o' the barrel, boy.Two new suits an'A woman to sleep with. Maybe no luck for a long time. Only the elevators. Goin' up an' down, Up an' down, Or somebody elses' shoes To shine, Or greasy pots in a dirty kitchen.I been runnin' thisElevator too long.Guess I'll quit now.
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