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You talk about love like you're heading into battle
Oh little baby don't forget your rattle
Saw you at the bar again talking to the other men
Sounds like you got yourselves a really swell band
With your dead man's shoes
And your dying man's stare
Can't see the floor for your dirty underwear
Margaret was a saint she was the only one
Timmy won her heart when he sang her a song
Yes it's true
On a Manhattan avenue
I followed the inscriptions to Keats' gold convictions
Love as big as planets and a force transcendent
I'm only looking down just to get my balance
I always loved the ones who never cared about talent
Hi-f, i lo-fi, coming through your speakers
I never cared so long as I could hear you
But you're headed for trouble now
You're headed for trouble now
And hubris
You better lose it
Cuz the joy and mystery
Are out there on the streets
And I was rising from my seat
When the thought occurred to me
What would I do without you?
I feel the patient grace of all human kind
When I'm at the convenience store, standing on the line
People stocking up just to try to feel good
It's a long weekend in a loud neighborhood
Dawn is the employee of the month this month
Could I be like her in the eyes of my love?
Now I'm back on the blacktop, fireworks, crickets chirp
Won't you come and meet me in the parking lot?
Tonight
I'll make it worth your while
Yeah, tonight
I'll make it worth your while
Oh, cuz I'm only really thinking of
The one I love
I'm only really thinking of
The one I love
I'm only really thinking of
The one I love
I'm only really thinking of
The one I love
I had a song in my head since the dawning of time
And I tried to search it out in every verse and rhyme
I was in my bedroom making such a clatter
Then you came in and said what's the matter?
I said nothing
But please
Don't
Leave
And that's how it all started