歌曲 | The Last Time I Saw Richard |
歌手 | Clare Maguire |
专辑 | Clare Maguire |
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The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68 | |
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday | |
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark café | |
You laugh he said you think you're immune | |
Go look at your eyes they're full of moon | |
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you | |
All those pretty lies pretty lies | |
When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies | |
Only pretty lies just pretty lies | |
He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed | |
Three buttons and the thing began to whirr | |
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie | |
And she said \"Drink up now it's getting' on time to close\" | |
\"Richard, you haven't really changed\" I said | |
It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head | |
You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming | |
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet | |
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? | |
Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet | |
Richard got married to a figure skater | |
And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator | |
And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on | |
And all the house lights left up bright | |
I'm gonna blow this damn candle out | |
I don't want nobody comin' over to my table | |
I got nothing to talk to anybody about | |
All good dreamers pass this way some day | |
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes | |
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away | |
Only a phase these dark café days |
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in ' 68 | |
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday | |
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe | |
You laugh he said you think you' re immune | |
Go look at your eyes they' re full of moon | |
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you | |
All those pretty lies pretty lies | |
When you gonna realize they' re only pretty lies | |
Only pretty lies just pretty lies | |
He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed | |
Three buttons and the thing began to whirr | |
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie | |
And she said " Drink up now it' s getting' on time to close" | |
" Richard, you haven' t really changed" I said | |
It' s just that now you' re romanticizing some pain that' s in your head | |
You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming | |
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet | |
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? | |
Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet | |
Richard got married to a figure skater | |
And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator | |
And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on | |
And all the house lights left up bright | |
I' m gonna blow this damn candle out | |
I don' t want nobody comin' over to my table | |
I got nothing to talk to anybody about | |
All good dreamers pass this way some day | |
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes | |
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away | |
Only a phase these dark cafe days |
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in ' 68 | |
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday | |
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark café | |
You laugh he said you think you' re immune | |
Go look at your eyes they' re full of moon | |
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you | |
All those pretty lies pretty lies | |
When you gonna realize they' re only pretty lies | |
Only pretty lies just pretty lies | |
He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed | |
Three buttons and the thing began to whirr | |
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie | |
And she said " Drink up now it' s getting' on time to close" | |
" Richard, you haven' t really changed" I said | |
It' s just that now you' re romanticizing some pain that' s in your head | |
You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming | |
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet | |
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? | |
Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet | |
Richard got married to a figure skater | |
And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator | |
And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on | |
And all the house lights left up bright | |
I' m gonna blow this damn candle out | |
I don' t want nobody comin' over to my table | |
I got nothing to talk to anybody about | |
All good dreamers pass this way some day | |
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes | |
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away | |
Only a phase these dark café days |