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From: jo94003@black.ox.ac.uk (G W Owen)

>	G           D          A           D
>	Pedro lives out of the Wiltshire Hotel
>		       G	      D        A       D
>	He looks out a window without glass
>	    G            	D            A                D
>	The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
>					G           D      A    D
>	His father beats him 'cos he's too tired to beg..
>
>[same throughout]
>	He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
>	Its hard to run when a coathanger beats you on the thighs
>	Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
>	But thats a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard..
>
>	[Chorus]
>	He's going to end up on the Dirty Boulevard
>	He's going out on the Dirty Boulevard
>	He's going down to the Dirty Boulevard
>	[chords once through]
>
>	This room cost $300 a day you can believe it man its true
>	Somewhere a landlords laughing till he wets his pants
>	No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
>	They dream of dealing on the Dirty Boulevard
>
>	Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor I'll piss on them
>	That's what the statue of bigotry says
>	Your poor huddled masses lets club 'em to death
>	Get it over with and just dump 'em on The Boulevard
>
>	[rpt Chorus]
>
>	Outside it a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Centre
>	And movie stars arrive by limousine
>	The kleig light shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
>	But the lights are out on the mean streets
>
>	A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
>	He's selling plastic roses for a buck
>	The traffics backed up to 39th Street
>	The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
>
>	Back at the Wiltshire,Pedro sit there dreaming
>	He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
>	He looks at the pictures and stares up at the cracked cieling
>	"At the count of 3" he says "I hope I can disappear"
>	And fly fly away....
>
>	[rpt and fade]
>
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>
>	The timings pretty straight 4s  except for a burst of triplets at the
>end of each chorus...
>	I hope this posts ok
>
>	Gaz
>	   xxxx
>--
>G W Owen (jo94003@black.ox.ac.uk)
> "There are these two women outside a shop and one of them points at the window
>  and says 'Thats the one I'd get.'
>  Then they both got eaten by a Cyclops"