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Tom Verlaine - At 4 A.M. lyrics
(Verlaine) oh, sure... i remember rosie... who could forget... she was working for sammy the fool wasn't she... some kind of counterfeit business down in Tucson... I think so... say who's the paintjob in the pink silk sack... she sure is looking well informed... rosie took my sleeve... said: Leave that alone...that young thing ain't never been born she said shut up, listen... at 4 a.m. I'll be back in San Antone... at 4th and 12th street mister I don't want to leave alone. Rosie told me never forget, when they get spiteful they always do their best. So are we over, are we across or are we double once again. Rosie told me it's tictactoe... she just gotta collect her dividends she said shut up... listen... at 4 a.m. I'll back in San Antone... Rosie Rosie... the violets bloom... no curtains hanging in her room. she told me: carrying all this stuff around just keeps me out of place... one more drop and I'm thru. Rosie Rosie... l remember well. Just one more drop she said... one more drop |
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