All the cities in the world And so very little time and So many different girls... All you have to do is find them There's a wealth of opportunity you plan your trips accordingly A pity but the pretty ones are usually more touristy Say how'd you like to run away from these machines? Everywhere the spies are printing out your dreams Seven stops in seven different countries Seven page itineraries memories thick as bloody marys jesus jospeh bloody hell
Right now were here in boston In love with downtown crossing New york will still be there in the morning Come back to bed my darling
Four years thrown away on vows we never kept Forty-five minutes every day religiously devoted to regret Time we could have spent on medication thrown away on education And we planned to take a trip to scotland but we never made it How'd you like to run away from these machines? I had julians and steves You had julias and jeanettes You wear your terror on your sleeve for all the men i haven't met (yet) I had oliver in potsdam you had elanor in amsterdam We're keeping track so carefully we've missed the state we're in completely Honestly your foot is out the door and i've got scores of offers elsewhere and keep both Feet planted firmly in the air And tomorrow you can totally erase me from your mind but trust me everything is fine Because Right now we're here in boston In my apartment in the south end Forget your year in london Come back to bed my darling
You can put the details in a letter The more embarrassing the better Right now i can be happy if i choose to I know that in the morning i will lose you....
And maybe you'll go mad And maybe I'll go gray And pack up to berlin Or maybe it wont matter anyway We'll find out that your mom was right and you'll admit you're really gay And maybe I'll wake up In a city far away Or maybe we'll make up And buy a house and have a couple kids and labrador and microwave But anyway Right now we're here in boston In eden where you almost pulled your pants down Don't worry who these jokes will all be lost on Come back to bed my darling There is nothing in the world that we can count on Even that we will wake up is an assumption But i know for a fact that i loved someone And for about a year he lived in boston...
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Right now were here in boston In love with downtown crossing New york will still be there in the morning Come back to bed my darling
Four years thrown away on vows we never kept Forty-five minutes every day religiously devoted to regret Time we could have spent on medication thrown away on education And we planned to take a trip to scotland but we never made it How'd you like to run away from these machines? I had julians and steves You had julias and jeanettes You wear your terror on your sleeve for all the men i haven't met (yet) I had oliver in potsdam you had elanor in amsterdam We're keeping track so carefully we've missed the state we're in completely Honestly your foot is out the door and i've got scores of offers elsewhere and keep both Feet planted firmly in the air And tomorrow you can totally erase me from your mind but trust me everything is fine Because Right now we're here in boston In my apartment in the south end Forget your year in london Come back to bed my darling
You can put the details in a letter The more embarrassing the better Right now i can be happy if i choose to I know that in the morning i will lose you....
And maybe you'll go mad And maybe I'll go gray And pack up to berlin Or maybe it wont matter anyway We'll find out that your mom was right and you'll admit you're really gay And maybe I'll wake up In a city far away Or maybe we'll make up And buy a house and have a couple kids and labrador and microwave But anyway Right now we're here in boston In eden where you almost pulled your pants down Don't worry who these jokes will all be lost on Come back to bed my darling There is nothing in the world that we can count on Even that we will wake up is an assumption But i know for a fact that i loved someone And for about a year he lived in boston...
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