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Drop me off at 66, emerging from the wilderness The feel of freedom overwhelmed me I wandered lonely, looking up Thinking of the space that I took up In my relationship with all apparent dimensions I cut across the Central Park, 45 hours of light and dark I had to make the most of them and The problem's just like in the films with frozen Given in a glaze of haze of snow and smog and my bad eyesight so I killed an hour by going to see John Lennon's house And where he got away from me and you and nothing's real I took a cab from west to east and men did wrong I walked and slipped and slide across the ice and feel the trees then I bumped into a girl I knew, wearing black and singing songs We both knew were about me and a deeper found regret The time is wrong, I'd set it fast, She said she knew I left her up in Harlem after crushing cigarettes OK I want to be alone with you I want to do the things you do You always do Feeling deeply shaken and then breaking my own rule I went into a tiki bar on 1st Avenue Writing in a notebook and being very English I attracted the attentions of a real couple They asked me if I'd join them to society engagements So I answered that I would and then we split They lived around the corner, I heard something about a dress and plastic costumes and then something about a Duchess The shop was such a trip, I spent an hour flipping taxis Got big shout with a man called Captain Bodybag OK I want to be alone with you I want to do the things you do You always do Comedians, comedians, comedians, comedians Comedians try and making me laugh But I've never been to see one And I don't think that I will again I'd rather drink or dance and try and laugh Taking in another bar and feeling very fragile I had visions in the house from Eyes Wide Shut But like a lost bike penny in a city where there's many We met up and sang and talked about the fugs so I figured I was in and we'd move on and we'd take on the Bowery Many close collisions, we got a cab We drove into the darkness, New York City in the distance I bet ghosts had started peeling back the layers OK I want to be alone with you I want to do the things you do You always do Sank into the seat and felt the fabric tried to eat My body and my head and seem that I'd been schooled And then, I thought whatever That I'd I had a healthy inning I just lied there thinking to myself it looked cool so I wish I had the nerve, I said I wish I had the nerve To shake this ambient 'n appreciate this bridge but Peace on you I said I hope you get some when you're dead And you just sand said it is what it is I want to be alone with you I want to do the things you do You always do
Writer(s): Jack Oliver Cooper, James Henri Hoare Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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