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I've been looking at you all night long
I've been looking at you all night long
You with your street-walking shoes
And your street-walking eyes

I see nothing wrong

But don't look at me that way baby,
I can't help you
My life is just a melody and chords, chords, chords
Don't look at me that way baby,
I can't help you
My life is just a melody and chords, chords, chords

I go home so broke and lonely
But now I got in my pockets
All these rhyming words and more words and more words

Besides
Here comes your baby
Better look away
Better give her kiss
And buy her a glass of chardonnay

Don't worry 'bout me
I'm just what you might call a live entertainment
But I stopped caring a long time ago
Yeah, I don't give a fuck
Cause it pays the rent

But I'm just a happy hooker
Riding bisycles and boys in the park
Never was much of a looker
But always knew my way around in the dark

Loving's just a pastime
Singing's just a pastime too
This whole life is just a pastime
And we're passing right through

I've been looking at you all night long
I've been looking at you all night long
You with your street-walking shoes
And your street-walking eyes

I see nothing wrong

You with your street-walking shoes
And your street-walking eyes

I see, I see
I see nothing, nothig, nothing
At all

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