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Fast Roberts & the Rocket Club - Doing What I Do Lyrics




It's just another slow night in a small town but I'm only passing through
Another tall glass another slice of lime and I keep doing what I do
It's just a few claps and a few tips but I chill and play the blues
Cause man it's such a long night and it's the easiest thing I can do

I lie to myself but man it's alright whatever gets you through
Cause it's your story forget the glory keep doing what you do
Another sunrise oh my soul dies but the skies are perfect blue
Another suckers bet but I'm only passing through

I tell myself that by tomorrow I'll purge my soul of sorrow
How my gig was tried and true
Sell yourself on the bigger picture
Perfect mixture doing what I do

Where the most righteous hang with the wicked
In some sort of cosmic stew
Where you hear the hum of the neon
And the bathrooms smell like booze

Where the devil is in the details
Where you can't ever play by the rules
Where the jukebox screams the favorites
As you do what you do
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It's just another slow night in a small town but I'm only passing through
Another tall glass another slice of lime and I keep doing what I do
It's just a few claps and a few tips but I chill and play the blues
Cause man it's such a long night and it's the easiest thing I can do

I lie to myself but man it's alright whatever gets you through
Cause it's your story forget the glory keep doing what you do
Another sunrise oh my soul dies but the skies are perfect blue
Another suckers bet but I'm only passing through

I tell myself that by tomorrow I'll purge my soul of sorrow
How my gig was tried and true
Sell yourself on the bigger picture
Perfect mixture doing what I do

Where the most righteous hang with the wicked
In some sort of cosmic stew
Where you hear the hum of the neon
And the bathrooms smell like booze

Where the devil is in the details
Where you can't ever play by the rules
Where the jukebox screams the favorites
As you do what you do
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Writer: Robert Hoffman
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