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I DON'T feel like I used to feel no more; / It seems as though I'd like to go away / From where the racket's goin' on all day, / And have her with me there, and she'd be sore / At that rich dude who meets her at the door / Back by the stage when she's got through the play: / I wish that she'd get sweet on me and say / She never knew what lovin' was before.
I've got a tooth-brush now, and every night / I wash my neck and ears: I don't intend / To chew tobacco any more, nor spend / My change fer cigarettes; her teeth are white, / And if she seen that mine were, too, she might / Be liable to love me. Every time / She looks at me it kind of seems that I'm / All full of something tickel-ish and light.