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We first met it was raining In a house with bay windows And all the fitting and fixtures And a catalogue of injury
She´s got a credo in underground movies Her father is a lawyer Who paid for the fitting and fixtures And a house with bay windows
And i´m calling from a baltimore hotel Don´t let it ring again Your movies are your own You´re on a limb again Calling from a baltimore hotel Don´t let it ring again Your movies are your own Don´t let him in again
Four weeks later in april I took her to the doctors Said "i´ve no prescription" For compromised solution
And i´m calling from a baltimore hotel Don´t let it ring again Your movies are your own You´re on a limb again Calling from a baltimore hotel Don´t let it ring again Your movies are your own Don´t let him in again
Ten years Caught in a trap by my own cunning Thought i was smart Thought i was dying For years I lived in a flat without water running Thought it was smart Thought it was funny
I'm writing in memoirs The underground press remain faithful Ghost writing her memoirs Maybe we´ll get it on cable
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