Seeking my fame and fortune,
looking for a pot of gold
Things got bad and things got worse,
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
I'll be walking out if I go
I was just passing through
Must have been seven months ago
I ran out of time and money
It looks like they took my friend
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi
The man from the magazine
Somewhere I lost connection,
I ran out of songs to play
I came in town, a one night stand,
it looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi
Every time I pass the plate
while people sit there drunk
You know I catch the next train
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in low diet again
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in low diet again
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in low diet again
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