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Well my time went so quickly, it went lickety splickly | |
I'd sell your heart to the junkman, baby, for a buck, for a buck | |
It's dreamy weather we're on, you waved your crooked wand | |
When you walk through the garden, you gotta watch your back. | |
The bats are in the belfry, the dew is on the moor. | |
Here comes the bride, and there goes the groom; looks like a hurricane came through this room. | |
The Whirligig Beetles are wary and fast with an organ to detect the ripples. | |
I'm leaving my family, leaving my friends. My body's at home but my heart's in the wind. | |
Well, the smart money's on Harlow, and the moon is in the street | |
Eddie Grace's Buick's got four bullet holes in the side | |
Edna Million in a drop-dead suit, Dutch pink on a downtown train. | |
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Outside a yellow moon's punched a hole in the night time. | |
Crestfallen sidekick in an old cafe, never slept with a dream before he had to go a away | |
Wasted and wounded, 'taint what the moon did. Got what I paid for now. | |
She was a middle class girl. She was in over her head. She thought she would stand up in the deep end. | |
I got the style, but not the grace. I got the clothes, but not the face. | |
Operator, number please, it's been so many years. | |
Got no time for the corner boys, down in the street making all that noise. | |
Stop me if you've heard this one but I feel as though we've met before. | |
Well she's up against the register with an apron and a spatula, Yesterday's deliveries, tickets for the bachelors. | |
I had a good home but I left. I had a good home but I left, right, left. | |
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