Honey, where have you been? Youre two shades short of green
Ive been drinking Cuba-Libras in the street
Well, weve been here before, picking pennies off the floor
Ive been calling -- you dont answer the phone anymore
Ill break every bone in you
Babe Ive been dying to
Ever since 1952
In a bar by the sea in the middle of a dream
When your drunken treasure eyes sunk into mine
Those omega-3 lips, approaching like enemy ships
The coup de grace, Non! Por favor! Permisson Senoir!
Im barefoot, broken and bruised
Im won't be following you
Been waiting for you to
Ever since 1952
Ive waited a long time for them to let me out of here
And if those bullets come rattling
Out your mouth Ill grit my teeth and grin and bear it
'Cause I know youre like me -- sinking desperately
Arms flailing, were they waving back at me?
Im barefoot, broken and blue
Well Im through with following you
Been aching for you to
Ever since 1952
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