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Kim gordon and kelly deal
Polly harvey made me feel real
Tina weymouth and wendy james
For kim wilde I was burning in flames

Juliana hatfield
presented by Barnum
Sang her sweet lullaby
Test your memory my Dearie,

Chicago all in flames
Sure caused a terrific row
They blamed it on Mrs.
wasn't the Palace packed

Jenny Lind presented by Barnum
Sang her sweet lullaby
Test your memory my Dearie,

Chicago all in flames
Sure caused
presented by Barnum
Sang her sweet lullaby
Test your memory my Dearie,

Chicago all in flames
Sure caused a terrific row
They blamed it on Mrs.
wasn't the Palace packed

Jenny Lind presented by Barnum
Sang her sweet lullaby
Test your memory my Dearie,

Chicago all in flames
Sure caused
Sounds of music
Are rippling through my head
Harry's in the kitchen
Captain's still in bed

Cause life is just a funny dream
And someday
I'll share
I'll take myself a walk around the block.
Till she comes back to dance the Castle Rock.
(Go get em, Harry [James], for old time's sake)
I'm mad
and said, "He was."
She said, "He's calling back, you know."
And he told her, "He always does."

(Refrain:)
Old friends
blown away by the wind
Never
to close
My friends all warned me
And maybe I should of learned
By the boys who were burned by the fire
When they played with Flame
After all I told
At the age of Christ
Then your story is just getting old

You can see leather-jacket-James
And Jimi, fan the flames
Their posters will always look younger
Ah,
I've got a dusty old pile of vinyl records sittin' on my floor
I've played each one of 'em over and over a dozen times or more
All I've got is
right out of those woods

Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain

And I recall that song by John Dillon James


One July Monday morning
Yesterday I stopped by that old park bench
I fed that Mr. James pigeons from the crust of my bread
Well I watched the world fly by
And I thought all about
caught my eye
My heart stood still

Once again I seemed to feel that old yearning
And I knew the flame of love was still burning
There'll be no new
My old flame, my wife,
Poor ghost old love
My old flame, my wife,
One day in June, I drove by our old house in Maine
Everything changed for
The dying shrimper said.
He said, "Boys, you know I had my chance
But I went and botched the job,
But how can a boy named Jesse James
Without a train to rob?"
made you cry
That's what makes me love you
You see the world in a rozy glow
You're my lady, my sentimental lady

Old Brando and we loved James Dean
in my soul
I want us back to together
I’m talking about forever
And I ain’t playing no games
Do you want to start a fire with an old flame?
Do you
that he's none of my own. 

Now come all ye young men that's inclined to get married 
Take my advice and let the women alone. 
For by the Lord Harry
and the democrats would gloat 
But they're all amazed when Rutherford Hayes 
Wins by just one vote 

D:James Garfield, someone really hated 
Cause he was
smelled like french perfume and gin
Though the flames were hot...
Now everybody was out at the girl's hotel by the time the roof caved in
We were headin'
picture you made as my bride

Even though silver crowns your hair
I can still see the gold ringlets there
Love's old flame is the same as the day I
the flame still burns
Why can't I get over?
When will I ever learn?

[Chorus:]
Old love, leave me alone
Old love, go on home

I can see your face
But
comin' after me
I can hear that old train a-comin'
Must-a-be comin' after me
An I'm gon' slip right by 
An call to my same old used to be.

~
on me
I'm burnin' old memories with a brand new flame
One by one, those old embers burn
You came along when I had nowhere to turn
Just when I thought