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 Throwing Muses » Summer St |
I saw him first on Summer Street
He held my breath
A famous face
And instant death
He saw me next
One lonesome body
One lonesome song
No lonesome body
No lonesome song
Drink to my friend
Drink to the sun
To your health
'Til daylight comes
And burning wealth
I hold my breath
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