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Joni Mitchell
Joni Mitchell
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Joni Mitchell
Joni Mitchell
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Joni Mitchell
Joni Mitchell
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Henry Lewy
Henry Lewy
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The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in 68 And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday Cynical, and drunk, and boring, someone in some dark café "You laugh," he says, "You think you're immune Go look at your eyes, they're two blue moons They're like roses and kisses And pretty men to tell you all those pretty lies" Pretty lies When you gonna realize They're only pretty lies, just pretty lies Just pretty lies He put a quarter in the whirl at Sarah And he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whirl And a barmaid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie And she said,"Drink up now, it's getting on time to close" Richard, you haven't really changed I said, "It's just that now, you're romanticizing Some pain that's in your head You got tombstones in your eyes With the songs you punched to dreaming" They talk of love so sweet, love so sweet When you gonna get yourself back on your feet Oh, love can be so sweet So sweet Richard got married to a figure skater And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator And he drinks at home, now, most nights with the TV on And all the house lights left upright I'm gonna blow this damn candle out I don't want nobody coming over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way someday Hiding behind bottles in dark cafés, dark cafés Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings And I fly away, only a phase These dark café days
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