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
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
You've got your beauty queen makeupand your hair just rightAnyone
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