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(a Style Called) Crying Chic Lyrics

I took my baby to the train

I took my baby to the train

I took my baby to the train

My baby's somewhat lame

I sold my baby down the line

I sold my baby down the line

I sold my baby down the line

I sell my babies fine

I bought my baby years ago

I bought my baby years ago

I bought my baby years ago

Taught her everything I know

She learn so quick, she learn so fast

She learn so quick, she learn so fast

She learn so quick, she learn so fast

My old woman's in the past

I put my lover to the test

I put my lover to the test

I put my lover to the test

Found the new girl to be best

She took from wealthy, she took from poor

She took from wealthy, took from poor

She took from wealthy, took from poor

I wasn't hungry anymore

The flash of danger in her eye

The flash of danger in her eye

The flash of danger in her eye

Said the limit was the sky

I asked my lover "kill for me"

I asked my lover "kill for me"

I asked my lover "kill for me"

It was curiosity

Without a light, without a sound

Without a light, without a sound

Without a light, without a sound

I had to follow her to town

She must have thought she was alone

She must have thought she was alone

She must have thought she was alone

Outside a residential home

She knew the number of the room

She knew the number of the room

She knew the number of the room

Soon to be an old man's tomb

She made him whimper, she made him beg

She made him whimper, made him beg

She made him whimper, made him beg

I had to shoot my baby's leg

I took my baby to the train

I took my baby to the train

I took my baby to the train

My baby's somewhat lame

I sold my baby down the line

I sold my baby down the line

I sold my baby down the line

I sell my babies fine

I had the money in my hand

I had the money in my hand

I had the money in my hand

To the floor it pour like sand

A little water on her cheek

A little water on her cheek

A little water on her cheek

She had a style called crying chic