HOLD ON; To the little brown bag. If it's all (that) she has to show, Torn like a rag, Crazy lady she doesn't know, LOOK IN; Cos there's nothing inside, Was there anything anytime Little Brown Bag; She'll be there in the morning, sitting alone with her world in her hands, No goodnight in the evening, The city it understands, the circumstance.
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