Charlotte Street

歌詞

I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times When I sensed I was not alone She said, "Do you know how to spell audaciously?" I could tell I was in love And so I forced a smile contrary to my style And she looked into my eyes She said, "Do you want to go heaven Or would you rather not be saved?" Here comes my train I'm on my way Will you not see I don't need your sympathy I won't read your poetry Oh, sweetness please So she took me back to her basement flat Which was down on Charlotte Street Though it was never my intention No, we were not intense not least because "Well, if you must just take then I'm a piece of cake" That is what she said to me And so I gave myself to her charity Well, at least that's how it seemed Here comes my train I'm on my way Will you not see I don't need your sympathy I won't read your poetry Oh, bittersweets I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times when I was distracted Yes, those were precious times together that we wasted Now I'm working hard for my union card I must be leaving Charlotte Street Though it was never my intention to stay so long So long