I went down to Leo's Lounge

To look at the faces, listen to the sounds

Bartender Bernie, look my way he say,

"Tell me son, how do you feel today?"

And I say:



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"Aimless, aimless, I am feeling slightly aimless.

Aimless, aimless, I am feeling slightly aimless."



Sad Susan sips her wine

The boys all say she's easy but she say she's just kind

She sits beside me, rests her hand upon my thigh

She notice that I'm quiet and so she asks me why

And I say:



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The future is a word don't hold much meaning for me.

Don't ask me where I'm going, I don't know

I got something inside me, I gotta find a way to set it free

Where I'm going now, that depends mostly on

Which way the wind blows

Which way the wind blows

The wind blows



Walking home along Frankstown Road

Thinking 'bout a woman, she's a girl I used to know

Car pulls beside me, old man driving

He asks me if I might be needing a ride

I say "No thank you."



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