My name is norman -- lou norman.
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I've been in this business for fifteen years.
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If people have a problem and don't want talk to the police, they want talk to me.
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So, this friday afternoon I got a phone call,
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Young lady asked me to go downtown.
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What the hell is a girl like mandy cooper doing at the lower manhattan ocean club?
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Looking like a taxi [texan? ] model
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And with a voice like mahalia jackson.
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She don't need to work in slots like this.
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She got the pair of blue eyes that look green to me.
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And then she approached me.
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Oh boy
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Miss cooper, I suppose?
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Let's stop playing games.
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I'm on the job here, let's come to terms.
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She tried to wind me up with some nonsense about an ex-boyfriend who was giving her a hard time.
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I said listen honey, we all know you can help yourself.
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If you want me to work on your case, let's get things straight -- and now.
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Oh boy
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Nobody is ever gonna damage your career.
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With a voice like this and a pair of eyes, you're gonna be huge in any business.
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You still don't smoke?
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I need a drink.
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And maybe you'll join me.
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Looks better for the chappy over there
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Looks like old friends
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Meeting after a hard night's work.
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I walked to the corner slowly,
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Wanted to ask mr. big here for a light.
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He turned around.
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I put a quarter into the jukebox and played a beautiful ave maria
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When I turned around, miss cooper had gone.
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Ocean Club
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Yello |