| I’ve seen her in the street light once
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| All edgy, black and white
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| A flash of incandescence
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| Shape shifting in the night
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| I spied her in a clearing
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| Out beyond the switching yard
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| I’ve seen her in a fever dream
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| And the Empress tarot card
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| On every crooked sidewalk
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| I’ve ever stumbled down
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| Where all roads lead to nowhere
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| On the other side of town
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| She’s leaning on a lamp post
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| Or slumped against the wall
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| Sneaking down the alley
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| Behind the billiard hall
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| There in a cafe window, a figure so forlorn
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| She’s making me the enemy of every oath I’ve sworn
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| Has anybody seen her now?
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| Pray tell me what you hear
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| 'Cause I just can’t get over
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| How she shed me like a tear
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Is pullin' out the stops
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Probably oughta call the cops
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Is sneakin' up behind
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Made a madhouse of my mind
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| A perfumed apparition
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| Out there fading into black
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Like a neon heart attack
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| She’s lipstick on the Pall Mall butt
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| In an ashtray by the bed
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| Wine glass in the bathroom sink
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| And a porch light flaming red
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| Her eyes are cornsilk vapors
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| And her hair’s like oil drum fire
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| The hoot owls in the belfrey
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| Back-announce her heart’s desire
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| Is anybody out there now
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| And can you hear my voice?
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| The moondance on the rooftop
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| Is the phantom lady’s choice
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Is making me a wreck
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Like a noose around my neck
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Is making me a slave
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| Somebody’s shadow
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| Is digging me my grave
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| This paradise called yesterday
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| Is what I miss the most
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| 'Cause somebody’s shadow
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| Still haunts me like a ghost |