Stuck In Chicago
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The sun is coming up, I thought the night would never end
I grab a bite, get a little sleep and be right back here again
Stuck in Chicago, where every day is the same
I work six nights a week, still no one knows my name
People pat me on the back and they tell me that I'm great
When you ask them for a little chance
They're a dollar short and a day late
Stuck in Chicago, where every day is the same
I work six nights a week, still no one knows my name
It's hard to tell you how it really feels
To see someone take your style and get a big record deal
I'm stuck here in Chicago, where every day is the same
I work six nights a week, still no one knows my name
I love my music with all my heart and soul
Why should I keep getting the brass when someone else gets the gold?
Stuck in Chicago, yeah, where every day is the same
I play my blues six nights a week, still no one knows my name