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I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times |
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When I sensed I was not alone |
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She said "do you know how to spell 'audaciously'?" |
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I could tell I was in love |
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And so I forced a smile contrary to my style |
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And she looked into my eyes |
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She said "do you want to go heaven, |
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Or would you rather not be saved? |
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Here comes my train |
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I'm on my way, will you not see? |
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I don't need your sympathy |
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I won't read your poetry, oh sweetness please |
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So she took me back to her basement flat |
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Which was down on Charlotte Street |
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Though it was never my intention |
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We were not intense, not least because-- |
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"Well. if you must just take, then I'm a piece of cake" |
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That is what she said to me |
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And so I gave myself to her charity |
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Well at least that's how it seemed |
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Here comes my train |
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I'm on my way, what got into me? |
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I don't need your sympathy |
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I won't read your poetry, oh bittersweets |
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I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times when I was distracted |
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Yes, those were precious times together that we wasted |
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Now I'm working hard for my union card |
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I must be leaving Charlotte Street |
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Though it was never my intention to stay so long |
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So long |
