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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353015" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>City People Blues</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was one wild ride<br>A matter of fact<br>A hell of a party<br>To be exact.<br>Lots of kickass people<br>Each had a guitar<br>Outplaying each other<br>You know how they are.<br>And some hot shot singers<br>By ones and by twos<br>Belting out bodacious<br>City people blues.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nobody asked me<br>Where did I work.<br>Nobody tried to make me<br>Feel like a jerk<br>Because I was wearing<br>The same dirty jeans.<br>I was just part of the party<br>If you know what I mean.<br>We rocked and we rolled<br>From sunset to dawn<br>Singing every song we knew<br>The party rolled on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It would last all night<br>While the jug wine lasted.<br>It was amazing that they<br>Could play well when blasted.<br>The music would swing<br>From country to metal<br>Depending on who had<br>His foot on the pedal<br>While the party careened<br>From chat to a dance<br>And everything a matter<br>Of pure happenstance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nobody asked me<br>Where did I work.<br>Nobody tried to make me<br>Feel like a jerk<br>Because I was wearing<br>The same dirty jeans.<br>I was just part of the party<br>If you know what I mean.<br>We rocked and we rolled<br>From sunset to dawn<br>Singing every song we knew<br>The party rolled on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody ever planned<br>A single stinking thing.<br>We'd just all sorta gather<br>And pick and grin and sing.<br>We'd keep the neighbors up<br>And invite them all in.<br>To share a hit of doobie<br>And drink some of our gin.<br>We passed around popcorn<br>And maybe some cooking.<br>And some Alice B brownies<br>When nobody was looking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nobody asked me<br>Where did I work.<br>Nobody tried to make me<br>Feel like a jerk<br>Because I was wearing<br>The same dirty jeans.<br>I was just part of the party<br>If you know what I mean.<br>We rocked and we rolled<br>From sunset to dawn<br>Singing every song we knew<br>The party rolled on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Brent+Kincaid">Brent Kincaid</a><div class=q>
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A matter of fact
A hell of a party
To be exact.
Lots of kickass people
Each had a guitar
Outplaying each other
You know how they are.
And some hot shot singers
By ones and by twos
Belting out bodacious
City people blues.

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