Trailers for sale of rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents now
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain’t got no cigarettes
Now two hours of shoving broom
But an eight-by-twelve four bedroom
I’m a man of means by no means
King of the road
Third box-car on the midnight tube
Destination Hangar Lane
Old worn out suit and shoes
I don’t pay no union blues
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short but not to big around
Man of means by no means
King of the road
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