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Post by xToTheENDx on Aug 23, 2007 12:18:49 GMT -5
As I walked out in lower Atlanta, A girl I chanced to pass by Something about her caught my attention Something hard to identify
She carried a suitcase through the streets of the city, And shivered with cold in the thin coat she wore. She said, "Look at my face - it used to be pretty Now I'm old and I'm twenty-four."
If you see the one who put the tears in my eyes, He's got a gold-tipped cane, and a rose tattoo Tell him I love him - Tell him goodbye, I would stay, but I'd be crazy to
At first it was romance just like in a movie Romeo and Juliet when we began But then it got dark and then it got ugly, He showed me affection with the back of his hand.
He liked to mix his powders and potions Bought in the alleys away from the light He'd say, "I'll fix you up - name your poison", I watched him age ten years overnight.
Blowing smoke rings that gave him a halo, He'd talk about his criminal mind He'd say, "Well, I guess it's just your fate to go Falling in love with the dangerous kind."
If you see the one who put the tears in my eyes, He's got a gold-tipped cane and a rose tattoo Tell him I love him - Tell him goodbye I would stay, but I'd be crazy to.----
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