She lives alone.
She's got her t.v. and her telephone.
Young ones come here but they always go home.
This place is just a place to stay.
I saw a man
holding her look-a-like by the hand.
Fifteen years past, perhaps I'd understand
this place is just a place to stay.
Monday, April 28, 2008
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