| White boats on dirty water
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| The spirit of my overtime
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| And every drag smells like a butcher’s knife
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| We caught a taxi back and I walked home from yours
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| You said, «I'll see you soon,» I said I wasn’t sure
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| There was everything and nothing everywhere
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| And I had the idea I deserved even more
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| And here it comes, if I just wait right here
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| White coats over the counter
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| Skinless or without the bone
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| And everyone smiles like there’s nothing wrong
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| I left a letter folded in my other clothes
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| I’d write another but I don’t know what I wrote
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| Behind the butcher’s, I can sit and watch the boats
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| The towers told him like I don’t already know
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| Here it comes, and there it goes
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| We caught a taxi halfway then walked home from there
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| You said, «Can I stay with you?», I said I didn’t care
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| There was everything and nothing everywhere
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| And I had the idea I deserved to be there
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| And here it comes, and there it went |