I got a place with a view You can see the cars As they travel down the freeway To clubs and bars There`s a woman downstairs With matt-grey hair And she smiles when she tells me There`s no room for me here
They`ve got it in the city They`ve got it in the country But here in the suburbs It`s all so wishy-washy It`s all so wishy-washy
I got another place This time with a fireplace And a woman can come around Write poetry and feel safe I said it`s good for me now But I`m not being fed I said it`s good for me now But I`m not being fed
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