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My friend myself, boredom's hero, prince of the alleys |
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Stumble falling to a winsome table, in search of wine |
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Mulatto hookers, cocaine bookers, troubled husbands |
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Stolen freedoms that only evening unfolds to shine. |
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Through the twisting inn of screaming pleasure, two wet lips of infant leisure smiled |
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Could I grasp at the stars as they play your night blue hair? |
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Sable eyes, ebony thighs, she shines forever |
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Dancer be, dancing free, she shines for me. |
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So a masked man should mourn the passing of night time |
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The long metal dirge, we were prisoners no more |
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Of the near fallen angels, she will shine on for me |
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Let the panting begin though the music is lethal |
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Let the night take me in, you know the daybreak shall win |
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She will shine on forever, he will shine on for me. |
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While jeering waiters grope at your shoulders, I drink your kisses |
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Exquisite room, my charming tomb, I see the man |
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With marble hands, your smooth pimp, piranha, cradles my swimming head |
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Cracks his glass into my face, I'm thrown away. |
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And then I'm tossed a-bleeding out on the street and ask me, John do I have to drag you away? |
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And I curse where I lay, have made me bow with thanks some day. |
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Ten thousand engines skid unwielding puncture my skin |
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Bait and taunt for me to run, back to my rooms. |
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Though the bad taste of sleep clutching my pillow |
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In anger I weep, she will cry on my chest |
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She will shine on forever, she will shine on for me |
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Let the tempting begin though the music is lethal |
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Let the night take me in though the daybreak shall win |
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She will shine on forever, she will shine on for me |
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Ah, yeah |
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Oh, ohhhhh. |