aimusic.one

[Verse]
Wandering down these empty streets
Searching for a taste that can't be beat (can't be beat)
But all I find are greasy cardboard dreams
No good fried chicken, oh it seems

[Chorus]
Oh, Duluth, you've got me feeling blue (feeling blue)
No crispy chicken, what am I to do? (what am I to do?)
I'm longing for that golden, crunchy bite
But all I find is a hungry night (ooh-yeah)