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New York City was a stitch in time
When I stood all I could of L.A.
Patchin' up the pieces of my tangled mind
Diggin' somethin' different every day, yeah
Soon as I was better, I was movin' on
Gettin' it together, gettin' good and gone
And by gettin' by high, good and high and strange
Gonna get some strange
New ain't nothin' but a state of mind
Keeps a man from missin' what he left behind
I'll take anything that I can find
Anyhow anywhere anyway anytime
I'll keep livin' till the day I die as long as I can
Get it up for one more try
Gettin' by gettin' by high good and high and strange
Gonna get some strange
New ain't nothin' but a state of mind
Gettin' by good and high and strange
Gonna get some strange