No, I'm not myself today.Je suis Salome... I am romanticJe
On the darkest of streets, at around elevenThe lights shine
Good morning, America, you're my favourite TV showSlow down now,
Here she comes like a child with a gunShe makes
In '67, his debut year, a pussy cat did appearIn
I woke up this morning,Dreading the thoughts of another, dull
I have ordinary addictionsI've outgrown the ways of the streetAnd
I'm inviting you to my vaudeville"Oui encore" you say, "And
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