| Jo the waiter worked for me
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| Serving wine in basement bars
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| Only madmen ever stay, «got no time»
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| If you’re mindless please take mine
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| Jo the waiter held me close
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| Behind the door marked `gentlemen'
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| Just for now that’s all I need
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| Won’t someone call me `friend'?
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| Long gone, I recall good times
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| I must confess, I cried
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| We burned out and the line went dead
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| At six o’clock I felt so alone
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| I crawled inside, where else to go?
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| I could be dead for all you know
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| Everyday I died for you
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| Valium boys with painted eyes
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| Young men need love special
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| I don’t think I want it at all
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| Long gone, I recall good times
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| I must confess, I cried
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| Me, I’ve retired to a back street flat
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| Picture `eyes in a cold steel frame'
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| The freaks arrive, broken needles and blood
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| «What you on, man, to get those eyes?»
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| It’s very touching, I’m so close to me
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| False smiles I’ve rehearsed for days
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| Come inside, you won’t know I’m wrong
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| Give me your heart, I’m so quickly gone |