| She sat on the pavement
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| As I pulled in the drive
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| Wearing leopard skin velvet
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| And shiny black eyes
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| «She looks like a sleeper»
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| Said my wife at the time
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| She had curls like Delilah
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| And a smile like the sun
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| She held my poor corpse
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| Like she’d never be done
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| And the caption in my mind said
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| «This is the one»
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| But I’m strong and I’m disciplined
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| And I avoided her for years
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| 'Till one night, as usual
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| With my heart full of tears
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| A hand touched my back
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| And she was standing right there
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| Then I felt the luxury of her
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| I felt the luxury of her
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| I felt the luxury of her
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| I felt the luxury
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| Whispering
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| Whispering
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| Now I’ll try hard to tell things just like they is
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| How my life was a desert before she came in
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| And wrecked it and ripped it and rubbed my nerves thin
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| How I liked to see her little feet pad around the house
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| The way she curled up quietly on the couch
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| I can still see her in my mind that way now
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| Aah I felt the luxury of her
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| I felt the luxury of her
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| I felt the luxury of her
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| Well time went by quickly
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| And her confidence grew
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| And she wanted this and that
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| And she wanted those too
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| And she wouldn’t shut up
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| And one day I just blew up
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| Now she’s in the hospital
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| For the second time
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| Maybe she’ll die
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| Maybe I’ll cry
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| Therapists would say
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| «You're in denial»
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| But love became inconvenient
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| Love became a literal drag
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| Very bad for business
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| I’d be better off a fag
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| She’s a model de sport
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| That I can’t afford
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| 'Cause I’m a practical American
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| From the Middle-West
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| And I can piss on a grave
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| While welcoming guests
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| If cold’s what I am
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| I’m cold 'till the end
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| And I felt the luxury of her
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| I felt the luxury of her
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| Now I’m gonna continue walking
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| In the modern world
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| Which justifies every egotistical perversion
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| With scientific talk
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| And new ways to walk
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| But I’ll remember the religion
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| She became to me
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| And the other person I could have been
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| So for now I’ll say so long
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| I gotta go do wrong
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| I gotta go do wrong
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| I felt the luxury
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| I felt the luxury
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| I felt the luxury
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| Aah, Luxury |