Elliot you're taking all my time
Elliot you've burned into my mind
Don't you know she listens to your records every night?
Finds it hard to leave the house 'cause she can't sing along then
You were not a looker, but it's all about the eyes
If one more person breaks her heart, she'll join your club tonight
Why are all the romantics so far away?
Why does this city have so many rainy days?
Her mood is black and it's sharp like knife
Oh Elliot, she understands your strife
She sees a brick wall
a well-tailored coat
the fog at night
you pushing in the door
A man that walks with his hands put away
She takes her grey eyes and she closes them
Why are all the romantics so far away?
Why does this city have so many rainy days?
Her mood is black and it's sharp like knife
Oh Elliot, she understands your strife.
She understands your strife
Don't you know she listens to your record every night?
Finds it hard to leave the house 'cause she can't sing along then
You were not a looker, but it's all about the eyes
If one more person breaks her heart, she'll think think about about joining your club
Think about, think about it

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