| Leave the bureau in the snow
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| Catch a tram to Onkel PO
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| Early evening ring around the moon
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| Slip in by the concierge
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| By the bikes and up the stairs
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| Snap the latch and creep into the room
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| You throw off your coat, pick up the post
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| And put a coffee on
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| Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
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| And smoke a cigarette
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| And listen to the radio
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| Listen to the radio
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| In the city late tonight
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| Double feature, black and white
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| «Bitter Tears» and «Taxi to the Klo»
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| Find a bar, avoid a fight
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| Show your papers, be polite
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| Walking home with nowhere else to go
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| You throw off your coat, pick up my note
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| Put another coffee on
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| Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
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| And smoke a cigarette
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| And listen to the radio
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| Listen to the radio
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| Atmospherics after dark
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| Noise and voices from the past
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| Across the dial from Moscow to Cologne:
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| Interference in the night
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| Thousand miles on either side
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| Stations fading into the unknown:
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| So throw off your coat, we’ll butter some toast
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| And put a coffee on:
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| We’ll lie down on the bed, lay back our heads |
| Smoke another cigarette
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| And listen to the radio
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| Listen to the radio
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| All night long |