| McCarren Park when your body gave ground
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| 1 o’clock, June 6, sun out
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| God hid in amphetamine waves
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| Margaritas & disposable days
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| We folded arms & I felt your heart hum
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| Speedy eyes & I want what I want
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| The truth, cut with adrenalized fear
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| Cashed baggies in our ashtray beers
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| I know you know
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| I want to love you but I can’t let go
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| Honey, it never stops
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| No, it never stops
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| McCarren Park when the culture crashed down
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| Copy after copy til the color washed out
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| I bet the future on an ice cream cone
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| I kept it secret till I took you home
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| The day split to two sides
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| You flipped a quarter, said «I can’t decide.»
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| Honey, it never stops
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| The leaves laughed, the bed burned
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| I know I want you, but I’m waiting my turn
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| Honey, it never stops
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| No, it never stops
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| McCarren Park when the beauty bled out
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| 20 years in my cottonball mouth
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| You held my hand, said, «Don't let me drift.»
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| I said, «I'd never even think of it.»
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| And I knew, right there
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| I could have you but I’d have to share
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| Honey, it never stops
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| So we slept, the sun left
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| I dreamt nothingness in shades of red
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| Honey, it never stops
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| No, it never stops |