On a freezing Chicago street we shook
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Your hands were trembling from all those pills you took
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And we got drunk on cheap red wine in a paper cup
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And I was barely awake when you got home
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And climbed yourself into bed wearing cheap perfume
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And Sarah screamed your every breath is a gift
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If you weren't so selfish than you might want to live
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So if your lover should leave don't get too sad
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And don't compose epic poems to win her back
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Cause when your bird has flown, she'll never return home
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Though all your life you'll wait she never will return
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On A Freezing Chicago Street
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| Margot And The Nuclear So And So's |
