Homeboys calling from the corners Station to station for the magazine But her pages are turning out the lights in the windows And all that you're reading
Homeboys Calling from the corners Station to station For the magazine But her pages are turning Out the lights in the windows And all that you're reading
Translation: Rickie Lee Jones. Magazine.
These stars No one else can see Trapeze the height of thee Vanish as they call These blues No one else can hear No one else can sing This one for you
There are wounds that stir up the force of gravity A cold that will wipe the hope from your eyes Young girl standing underneath the "L" train Standing
It must be love that whispers in my ear It must be love that we keep trying to hear Cuz I imagined this kind of vvonderful choice I imagine you hear
Polly and I went to the circus Polly got hit with a rolling pin We got even with the circus We bought tickets but we didn't go in... You won't like
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My baby's alvvays crying, My baby wants to see me cry, too. Chain on my heart is going to break Cuz every tear that falls in here Is a dime for the
There must be a golden frame Coming to me Cuz where are you? Where are you? Where are you? The very day when you first heard Your heart beat Listens
Once I had a sweet love Always followed me around The way I treated my little lamb was like The Marquis D. Sade and Her new clown I guess I hurt him
I brought the Weird Beast here From Van Nuys Blvd. So I would not be without a man When the Tartans reign Flooded the Empty streets of Paris... And
