I remember
You had nothing my dear
Every meal you ate was
Let your daddy danceSee you daddy danceWell I'm so entrancedBy
We share a wine at your tableYoung summer sun in
(WelcomeIt's a highway to hellThe holy roadsideStep right this way)And
You give me a callThe light don't shine on throughIt
She steals the ripened fruit off my treeLove slowly withers
In the cool evening breezeSweet perfume of burning leavesAn easy
So, you've finally found the timeMaking molehills out of mountainsWhat's
I took a taxi down beside the waterI kicked a
SlaveTo an early graveTo that bed you madeNow you've got
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