Red. Blue. Where are you tonight, you say everything just right everything's just right. I live on a dead end street where men and women meet. The countries really far from me. Where the seasons get universal. Yeah, the seasons get universal why are you still surprised by a quart of gin and a quarter scotch, a quiet airplane and a half-hour off the clock. Where are you? Your hair knows. Your hair knows the top of your T-shirt and your back was up in arms about it. But I'm not as good as the inner states are; I can't take you that far. To a polish town in German tongues and in time with Irish rounds he thinks every Russian girl is you. Did he hear? He didn't hear here.
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"Red. Blue." (red and blue jeans)
"Where are you tonight" (is this thing on?)
"But I'm not as good as the inner states are; I can't take you that far." (make me a chevy)
"he thinks every Russian girl is you." (forget me)
"The countries really far from me." (nothing feels good)
"I live on a dead end street where men and women meet." (raspberry rush)
"Where the seasons get universal." (pink chimneys)
"our hair knows. Your hair knows the top of your T-shirt and your back was up in arms about it." (B is For Bethlehem)
I kinda always just figured that's what this was all about.