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Teksty: Tom Waits. Goin' Down Slow.

Well, it's a quarter a two looking at you
And going down, going down slow

Well, it's a quarter a two, I'm looking at you
And going down, going down slow

TV went off about one, we have only begun
And I know that
The Wednesday may come
But I have no intention of going home

Well, it's a quarter a three digging on me
We're going down, going down slow

Could stay here all night
They claim you're outta sight
Please get up and turn out the light
There ain't nothing better than the middle of the night

When it's a quarter a four, you're begging for more
And then going down, going down slow

You're going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
You're going down, going down slow