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Our Time

アーティスト:John Hiatt  アルバム:Same Old Man 

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I traced your arms as you laid spread out on the sunday paper Looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator I wrapped myself up in it like a cold beef roast Fell asleep, was cooked medium and placed on a dining room table in brooklyn Before an older couple surrounded by family and friends so wonderful and kind I flashed back to you giving dollars to homeless men down in the bowery Not before they convinced you it was for sandwiches and not for wine I just could never convince you baby This was our time This was our time This was our time Now your feeding me fabulous chinese takeout on the dampened


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