I have to see your ladyfriend I have to see your ladyfriend
I hate to wake you but I hope you understand How the nights drag on out in these vacant lots and wastelands I didn't come to ask for handouts, I don't need anything to eat But I used to know your ladyfriend, she once belonged to me
I feel so frail and small (I have to see your ladyfriend) Just one last time before I die (I have to see your ladyfriend)
You can put away your dollars; you can put away your dimes Well I might have lost my bearings but I haven't lost my pride But I finally lost her photo so before my memory fades I want to write her face across my mind then quietly go away
Do you help her zip her dress up? Does she straighten up your tie? Do you spiral down the ages when you stare into her eyes? No, me and her and marriage never could agree But you can't bottle up the ocean it just keeps on breaking free
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