Pegged
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Well I met a sweet mama
In her hand was three dollars
She was about to board a CTA train
She said I gotta get going
‘Cause the wind keeps blowing
And I wanna stay outta the rain
So I walked down a few blocks
Where the money always talks
And the glasses fill up with wine
And they said here’s a quick toast
To the host with the most
So I got outta there in five minutes time
Oh walking these streets
Dragging these feet
Carrying my worn out legs
The bus is running late
It’s a quarter past eight
And this town’s got me pegged
Well I went to your house
Just as quiet as a mouse
About four in the afternoon
But you snuck up behind me
Said please don’t lie to me
Since when have you been wearing perfume
Now I stand trial on the Magnificent Mile
It’s so magnificent in the rain
And I’m hungry and broke
And my clothes are all soaked
And now it’s time for me to get on the train
Riding this train
Racking my brain
Resting these worn out legs
The rain overhead is falling like lead
And this town’s got me pegged
Written by Patrick Burke
© 2007 - Crooked Creek Records