never leave home without your sunglasses tired and ashamed of your yellow eyes winter kept us warm under such bright skies you could be my rock if you played piano ask no questions tell no lies, spent your summer break in bed underneath the Head of Security from the Louvre what else could you say when they asked permission to photograph you without your clothes where were you in '68? sous THE paves the plage am I the rock beneath your riptide's road? are you the jaguar at my back door? father was lonely in the First World War she said don't look so depressed on a sunday morning well don't act such a slut on a saturday night winter made us old polishing up your boots could you know the sound of a Neon warning coming through your window bright and clean? He's so depressed but you're the best dressed hang tough T.Rex they'll warm up to your sex is it so strange to have been here before underneath the covers bleeding for each other? Underneath the covers howlin' for your mothers? zoop

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