| Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes
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| Surround the night of me
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| Mustache large like smoke from his cigar
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| Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound
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| Swallowing the pinwheel clowns
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| Consuming all the women
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| Like a giant sponge
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| Snap! |
| The waiters animate
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| Luxuriate like planets whirling 'round the sun
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| Collapsing next to me
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| Shouts don’t look sad
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| Things aren’t so bad
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| They’re just more wrong than right
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| His brandy brimmed voice whispers
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| Come with me I hold the key
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| The city’s ours tonight
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| Pays the barmaid, slaps her ass
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| She shrieks her gold teeth flash
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| With rapturous delight
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| Earthquaking the sawdust ground
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| He grabs my arm and out into the famished night
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| Now two blazing leaves burning up ground
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| The tiny waltz of a merry go round
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| Cascading lights for every heartbeat
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| Tonight we’ll sleep with the girls from the streets
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| Hurry faster don’t look back
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| His coattails snap his laughter’s burning in my ears
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| I ride upon this giant storm
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| Through rust-red rooms where shadows breathe from every
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| Board
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| The world is up for auction sales
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| A thousand lies descend
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| The women’s tear-tracked cheeks
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| Still we’ll dance them on and on
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| We can’t stop now
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| Not now until we reach the dawn
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| Quick give us your lips
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| Give us your thighs
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| Give us your sad and devouring eyes
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| Cascading tears for every heartbeat
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| Tonight we’ll sleep with the girls from the streets |