"[...] You get a shiver in the dark/
It's been raining in the park but meantime/
South of the river you stop and you hold everything/
A band is blowing Dixie double four time/
You feel all right when you hear that music ring/
You step inside but you don't see too many faces/
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down /
Too much competition too many other places [...]"
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