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Vārdi: Duhks. Dance Hall Girls.

These dance hall girls, they don't treat you kind
They give you their bodies but you never reach their minds
Well, they fill you up with lipstick lies
When they put you down some, don't ya be surprised
Is this the way it always is, here in Baltimore?

Well, I saw her mountains and I kissed her plains
I held her sunshine and I drank her rains
Well, I went so far that I broke too fast
Thought I had me a winner picked but I came in last again
Is this the way it always is, here in Baltimore?

I must have chosen the wrong season to come down
I never realized they called this sacred ground
My sense of time, hell, I'm a week behind
I sent me a letter home but this all takes time

Gonna get some cash, gonna go back home
These dance hall girls really know how to make a man feel alone
Is this the way it always is, here in Baltimore?

My sense of time, hell, I'm a week behind
I sent me a letter home but this all takes time
Gonna get some cash, gonna blow this town
These dance hall girls really know how to drag a poor boy down

Is this the way it always is, here in Baltimore?
Is this the way it always is, here in Baltimore?

Duhks