I'm black on blacker velvet, milk skin and veins. Like some El Greco painting, so full of pain. So full of longing for light of day I thought I knew who I was in the world. But here I am twice blin
I'm walkin' out the door with you on my mind. I'm walkin' out the door with you on my mind. But every step away from you, I feel like cryin' I walked into the street, talkin' to myself. I walked in
Shirley, I love you 'til I'm drunk. And on and on and never to stop. The way, I see it it's sad to say it but it's true. You're gonna be all that I need So sad to see her looking so rusted. There
To the corner of the market. Place your wager to the price of tea in China. And the smell of dirty money. On your fingers, in the honey pot, is empty Fall together. Pretty boys, don't you cry Wrot