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Forty-Eight Twenty-Three Twenty-Second Street

アーティスト:The Fiery Furnaces  アルバム:I'm Going Away  作詞:FRIEDBERGER MATTHEW  作曲:FRIEDBERGER MATTHEW 

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Now, as for my aunt Who told on me She was always wearing her turbans Sailing back to Greece on the Normandy Having dinner at the captain's table Sitting on the deck with 5 men surrounding her With uncle Sam in the back row Back at home, riding up the Taygetus on a donkey named David With her soft leather boots dangling off to the side So full of pride So full of pride. Profitis Elias, so high you can see us 4823 22nd St., standing there with cashmere overcoats And those turbans with their Arabian silver And ostrich and papagou feather hats And not far down from our koumbaros Betinis We've got a secret between us Betinis In the back of the Hawthorne smoke shop In the basement of the hat factory The fedoras got glued together But in that back basement... In that back basement, a lot of things got sewn up! A full compliment of grinchy Italians Counting up on their stubby fingers, and smoking, I'm told The least sophisticated cigars The local lottery and so forth Like anybody was going to get a nit out of that nut Though what a lucky loser is our five thousand dollars a day friend and koumbaros Betinis


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