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SHE SAID COME DOWN AND SING FOR ME I HAVEN'T HEARD YOU PLAY
IT'S BEEN A LONG, LONG TIME I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU ANYWAY
AND CAN YOU MAKE IT SOON SHE SAID AND GAVE ME HER BEST SMILE
AND I CAN FIX SOME SUPPER BABY, IF YOU CAN PLAY AWHILE
YES I CAN FIX US SUPPER BABY AND YOU CAN STAY AWHILE

I BOUGHT SOME WINE AND HAAGEN DAZ AND ROLLED A KILLER J
THEN TAXIED TO HER CONDO AND ASKED HOW WAS HER DAY
SHE SAID SHE'D BEEN MISTREATED AND TERRIBLY ABUSED
AND MEN COULD NOT BE TRUSTED AND HOW SHE'D BEEN MISUSED
AND NOW THAT DRUGS AND MONEY HELPED HER GET ALONG
PERHAPS SHE'D BY MY PATRON IF I PUT HER IN A SONG
BUT WHAT SHE REALLY NEEDED WAS SIMPLY TO BELONG

I SAID I NEED THE PRACTICE SINCE I'M LOOKING FOR A PLACE
THAT CAN USE A LONE GUITARIST BUT A FROWN CONQUERED HER FACE
SHE SOFTLY SAID DON'T BOTHER IF ITS PRACTICE THAT YOU DO
CAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A LOVER AND I HOPED IT MIGHT BE YOU
YES, I'M LOOKING FOR A LOVER BABY, PLEASE LET IT BE YOU

NAPOLEON WAS SILENT AS I STARED INTO HIS FLAME
IN AN ORANGE COLORED CANDLE THAT SEEMED TO MELT HIS NAME
I WAS PART OF HER COLLECTION OF MODERN WORKS OF ART
THAT COLLECTS DUST LIKE A MAGNET TILL THE COLORS FALL APART
WHY DO WE ALWAYS LOOK FOR MORE IN SPITE OF WHAT WE GET
INSTEAD OF BEING GRATEFUL WHEN THE PIECES ALMOST FIT

SHE DRAINED A GLASS OF CHARDONAY AND LED ME TO HER BED
LIKE A DECOY PADDLING SILENTLY THROUGH PAGES BEING READ
ANOTHER ROOM TO WANDER IN, BLIND LEADING THE BLIND
IMPROBABLE TO DUPLICATE, IMPOSSIBLE TO MIND
NEVER EVER SATISFIED, ETERNAL WRINKLED BROW
WANTING WHERE AND WHEN WHILE WE HAVE THE HERE AND NOW

I DIDN'T SING FOR SUPPER THERE, THE MUSES STAYED AWAY
TILL SUPERLATIVE EXHANGES OVER COFFEE THE NEXT DAY
WE READ EACH OTHER'S HOROSCOPES AND TRIED TO REALLY FEEL
OUR COMIC SECTION DRAMA WAS SOMETHING MORE THAN REAL
NEVER EVER SATISFIED, ETERNAL WRINKLED BROW
WANTING WHERE AND WHEN WHILE WE HAVE THE HERE AND NOW

NOW I'M BACK IN MY APARTMENT, FEET UP ON A CHAIR
STRUMMING MY GUITAR, GLAD THAT SHE'S NOT HERE
ALWAYS WANTING MORE INSPITE OF WHAT I GET
INSTEAD OF BEING GRATEFUL WHEN THE PIECES ALMOST FIT
NEVER EVER SATISFIED, ETERNAL WRINKLED BROW
WANTING WHERE AND WHEN WHILE I'VE GOT THE HERE AND NOW
WANTING WERE AND WHEN WHILE I'VE GOT THE HERE AND NOW
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