You dial one nine hundred lookin' for a fixYou dial
The downstairs girls have alot to sayabout the uptown boys
A friend named Charlie told me a story one dayas
Do you remember that day back in 1989?In Beijing some
The ceilings are low and the floors are highI can't
Once I heard a man, talkin' mostly to himselftellin' tales
Time is movin' quicklyI have never seen it go so
Heads are turnin' sidewardsley as she walks up to the
It could be the middle of the day , it
It all started one day when the clouds obscured the
Well I first saw her by the doorlookin' better than
I woke up this morning on a bed on nailsAll
Sometimes it's a shameSometimes it's gameLosin' sleep, trying to decide,
Caught in numbers, steel machines, face flat on cold deskErrors,
Where have you wandered since the last time I saw
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