| Dear Dear Jeffrey, oh please tell me
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| How is New York City?
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| Do the pretty boys all shine in your light?
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| Do you stay out all night dancing
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| Just to watch the sun come rising?
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| Have you finally found a lover that feels right?
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| And have you found a way to fight the feeling with each day
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| That says you’re not worth a damn thing, just go die?
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| And have you found a way to hold the feeling with each night
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| That says you’re finally free to love, just go try?
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| Dear Jeffrey oh please tell me
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| You still write poetry
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| While waiting for the subway home each night
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| Are they songs for your lost father
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| A sonnet for your new lover
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| Does it still bring you joy to write?
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| Like a piece of twine, we co-exist
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| Though its been some time since we did twist
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| And turn the streets of the lower east side
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| Few and far apart these days
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| I hope you know that I do take
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| Time to let you tumble round my mind
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| And I hope you’ve found a way to fight the feeling with each day
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| That says you’re not worth a damn thing, just go die
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| And I hope you’ve found a way to hold the feeling with each night |
| That says you’re finally free to love, just go try
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| Dear Dear Jeffrey, oh please tell me
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| How is New York City?
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| Do the pretty boys all shine in your light? |