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Alice works the desk at the East Bay Hotel
In Grand Marais, Minnisota
I came in one night, She said "I loved your show"
We sat and talked
mired by sluts
I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
All your version predicates 
Done as well as you pronunciate
In the (west)?,we're gonna
can clearly see the lady sadly looking.
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain.

I get up, I get down,
I get up, I get
(That's how the east side gets down, word up!)

(4:30 in the morning, Mira
You know what I mean, Mira
Let's get this money sorted and counted,
of the few that disagree with me
And got your own views about who's really that dude
Well,
The south movement got ten months left
And come valentines day
uplands airy,
Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott."

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay,
She has heard
the reaper weary, 
Piling sheaves in uplands airy, 
Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy 
The Lady of Shalott." 

There she weaves by night and day
can clearly see the lady sadly looking.
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain.

I get up, I get down,
I get up, I get
on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
Uh, I'm a rap-lic priest
Uh, getting head by the nuns
Uh, they don't play what I'm
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My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
you say, but you're still on your own at night.
You've got to make such a noise to understand the silence,
Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so
the drinks come strong
Five in the morning, I know the night young but she yawning
Took her to the 'tel let her feel what she wanting
I know I did it big I