Paul Dempsey - Ramona Was A Waitress | Текст песни

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Typing letters to the dead
Late at night on a closed piano lid
She circles past, she fills your glass
But she doesn't recognise the song

Once in a lifetime she says
The waking life stitched together in your head
Well, what if it's only worth
The bundle of nerves it's written on?

I don't need these arms anymore
I don't need this heart, not to love
I don't need this skin and bone at all
At all

There's a way you've alwys known her
Telephone between her cheek and her shoulder
Eyes like crystal balls
That just won't shut up about the future of the future

Ramona was a waitress
All but made of information
In a bar under the third bridge
She says she's looking forward to living forever

I don't need these arms anymore
I don't need this heart, not to love
I don't need this skin and bone at all
At all

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