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He lay his blanket underneath the freeway  
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as the evening sky grew dark  
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took a sniff of toncho from his coke can 
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and headed through Balboa Park  
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where the men in Mercedes  
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come nightly to employ  
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in the cool San Diego evening  
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the services of the border boys  

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He grew up near the zona norte  
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with the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with  
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he swallowed their balloons of cocaine  
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brought 'em cross the 12th street strip  
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sleeping in a shelter  
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if the night got too cold  
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runnin' from the migra  
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of the border patrol  


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Past the Salvage yard 'cross the train tracks  
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and in through the storm drain  
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they stretched their blankets out neath the freeway  
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and each one took a name  
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there was x-man and cochese  
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little spider his sneakers covered in river mud  
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they come north to California  
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end up with the poison in their blood  

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He did what he had to do for money  
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sometimes he sent home what he could spare  
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the rest went to hi-top sneakers and toncho  
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and jeans like the gavatchos wear  
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one night the border patrol swept 12th street  
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a big car come fast down the boulevard  
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spider stood caught in it's headlights  
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got hit and went down hard  
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as the car sped away spider held his stomach  
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limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass  
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lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue  
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closed his eyes and listened to the cars  
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rushin by so fast  

  
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