Thursday, June 26, 2008

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ON AMEL LOVIN’ TRANSIT HITS
DONE BY HARD-ON MOTORISTS
AFFECTIONATELY
(FROM A DOWNTOWN LANE TO A LIMOUSINE)
THE HEADLIGHT HALO TAXI CABS
BATHED IN PORNOGRAPHIC CASH
HER DIRTY KNEES
(WITH A PERFUMED SMELL OF GASOLINE)

SHE MOVES WITH MY MONEY
MORE THAN ANYONE THAT I’VE SEEN
SHE IS INSTANTLY CONNECTED
TO THE ONE THING THAT I NEED
I WILL ALWAYS LOVE TO LOVE HER
ALWAYS DOIN’ WHAT I CAN
SHE’S FANTASTICALLY A WOMAN
AND I’M TRAGICALLY A MAN

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INTIMATELY FATAL
FROM THE LIQUOR LOVIN’ CRADLE
LAW’S A SAVAGE LOVE
(IN THE NEON BURNIN’ EVENING SUN)
THE CHANDELIERS OF RAINDROPS FALL
AS PAVEMENT TRADE WITH ALL IT’S SADDEST KINDS OF LOVE
(AND MADDEST KINDS TRAGIC LOVE)

SHE IS ALL THINGS ALL ABANDONED
NATURALLY AND IN EXTREME
SHE IS INSTANTLY CONNECTED
TO THE ONE THING THAT I NEED
SHE MEANS MORE THAN JUST MY MONEY
MORE TO ME THAN BUT A STAND
CAUSE I’M TRAGICALLY A WOMAN
AND I’M TRAGICALLY A MAN

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LITTLE RED DRESS

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