~ you hairy arm ~

So close.

well i woke up on a monday with the mornin streamin in,
and i roled over just like i always do,
coz wen i sleep i keep forget that you dont live here no more,
and when i wake i keep on think of you,
so ill be walking down the streets with myself as company,
for so long ive been gettin ready to die,
and the girl up in the store said you dont come round here no more
and she aint seen you for quite some time, quite some time,

oh baby where did you go,
when the lights went off and theres nobody home,
where did you go, yeh baby we got so close
oh darlin where did you go the lights went off and theres aint nobody home,
where did you go, oh baby we got so close


ive got my finger on the trigger got your number in my phone i wanna call,
i wanna say come on baby come on over,
when i hear the bells ringin i here my devil start to sing,he is singing your angel he aint home,
so you can find me on the street where ive been draggin ma feet,
yeah ive been draggin them round all nite,
ive been back up the store and that girl dont work there no more,
she aint been working there for quite sometime, quite sometime,

oh baby where did you go, when the lights went off and theres nobody home,
where did you go, yeh baby we got so close
oh darlin where did you go the lights went off and theres aint nobody home,
where did you go, oh baby we got so close


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the city.

well its raining down on park way, the nights are closing in,
and jimmys on the pavement and matty stinks of gin,
hes been fighting on the corner, the bars are kicking out,
the people stops and stair, theres nothing draws a crowd like a crowd in the city,
jill is on a night shift she starts at half past ten,
i see her every night at 3 o clock sitting with a coffee and a ciggerette,
then she fixes up her lipstick coz she got to get paid,
going to save it up, and get out of the city some day,

get out of the city, if i keep my money, oh to myself,
coz this is city life, this is how it feels,
come on up to my window come and come on and sit with me,
baby this is city life, this is how it feels,
so come up to my window, come on and stair with me,

well old macky gets the papers every day at 5 am and never crossed over,
and he never makes himself no friends ,
hes been her since 55 you can see it in his eyes ,
if i could do all the things again then maybe nothing would change,
maybe i could stay alive , maybe i could stay alive,

if i could keep my head, if i could keep my head to the ground,
coz baby this is city life, this is how it feels,
so come on up to my window come on and sit with me,
baby this is city life, this is what you see,
so come on up to my window come on and stay with me.