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Slow you walk to let me in
It's true, the hotel walls are thin
Caught you in the corridor evading lovers from next door
A scorpion, a centipede; you sting me until I can't breathe
Promised I would see this through painted black, but I bathe in blue
I didn't do romance in my teens
I only knew of romantic dreams
Feathers touching bite my skin
Thought I'd never want anything
Here I lay my eyes on you
Painted black like a lovesick fool
I know I said I bathe in blue
But come on darling, is there ever any truth?
All the cards you play are dealt with graceful notion
All the cards you play are handled with devotion
All the cards you play are dealt with graceful notion
All the cards you play are handled with devotion
And I'll see myself out
As I walk away through the underground
As I walk away through the underground
I was with the girl who wore blue dungarees
Barcelona curls and rips just past the knees
I was with the girl with no care in the world
She was cute, she was sweet, tattoos on her little feet
Play into the DJ's hands
She'll play into, play into
Play into the DJ's hands
Play into, play into
Play into the DJ's hands
She'll play into, play into
She'll play into the DJ's hands
Play into, play into