It's so quiet on this wind swept day
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The city's lights
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And the golden rays
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Of sunlight on a subway'a tracks
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Are you mad again??
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If you like
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I'll take it back
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They're just your feelings
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I wasn't looking at her hands
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Oh, do you mean it??
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It's so lonesome
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In "this happens" stance
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If you asked me?
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Yes, I'd like to dance
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Just show me a glove-covered hand
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A perfumed dress is more than I can stand..
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And you approach me with your hollow hearted hand
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And you tell me:
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"It's uncivilized
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It's unfair to me
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The blues, the grays, the olive greens"
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I'll take you far away from me
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The girls in their summer dresses see
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Though you don't notice
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They all look back at me
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Is this on purpose??
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Oh no, no, no..
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Oh no, no, no..
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Oh no, no, no..
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May offer to you..
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This, my olive branch??
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It's not as though they're always so keen
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And we're both just the victims of circumstance
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Do you understand,
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Do you know what I mean??
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Oh no, no, no..
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Oh no, no, no..
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Oh no, no, no..
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Oh no, no, no..
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I'm a husband first
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I'm a childless curse
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I'm a faithful man
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With a face that's blessed
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I'll stay with you
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Oh please don't sigh
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I try to explain
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But you would cry, and cry, and cry
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And you hate me
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When I asked the reason why
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You'll trade me a dollar for some sense?
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But don't blame me
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I was only making sense
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Oh I'm so sorry
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I was only making sense
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The Girls In Their Summer Dresses
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The Airborne Toxic Event |