"Fat City" lyrics

I was walking around in a trance
I didn't stand a ghost of a chance
Fat City on the hood of a cab
I was hangin' outside the society dance

With a heave and a ho
A whole damn town, she's a-ready to blow

I was singin' like an iron to the rake
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I didn't stand a ghost of a chance
The whole deal went down on a handshake

With a heave and a ho
Watch out, Fat City, she's a-ready to blow

Watch out, she's ready to blow
A ruse with the back of my hand
A ruse with the back of my hand
Oh, yeah, take it all off, baby
A ruse with the back of my hand
Ruse with the back of my hand
Eh, how 'bout that band? How 'bout that band?
Give 'em a big round of applause!
Play your guitar
A ruse with the back of my hand
With the back of my hand