We first met it was raining
In a house with bay windows
And all the fitting and fixtures
And a catalogue of injury
She磗 got a credo in underground movies
Her father is a lawyer
Who paid for the fitting and fixtures
And a house with bay windows
And I磎 calling from a Baltimore Hotel
Don磘 let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You磖e on a limb again
Calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don磘 let it ring again
Your movies are your own
Don磘 let him in again
Four weeks later in April
I took her to the doctors
Said "I磛e no prescription"
For compromised solution
And I磎 calling from a Baltimore Hotel
Don磘 let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You磖e on a limb again
Calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don磘 let it ring again
Your movies are your own
Don磘 let him in again
Ten years
Caught in a trap by my own cunning
Thought I was smart
Thought I was dying
For years
I lived in a flat without water running
Thought it was smart
Thought it was funny
I'm writing in memoirs
The underground press remain faithful
Ghost writing her memoirs
Maybe weç£l get it on cable
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