Tonalité : A major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Jack
ie was my landlord,
we liked each other immediately
I was young when I moved to L .A.,
that was something she could see
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She made a deal
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I could reduce the rent
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by do ing the short stuff
Like take care of the lawn,
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pin and trim the bougainvillea
Bathe and walk the dogs
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when she was gone
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From the start my fortitude
seemed to be up on trial
Coveted her I did,
which put me against the first few
commandments of the Bible
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Each night before I slept
I prayed long to the Lord
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My daily thought was of her,
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my imagination soared
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The front house was hers
where she lived with her second hubby
The only back cottage was mine
and though it had a basement
The whole damn thing was a cubby
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The windows looked up
into a room with a washer and a dryer
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Friday morning she'd do her laundry
With an open robe, long legs,
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and no bra
Sometimes a perfect place
Nothing off, nothing tacky
Nothing faded, nothing wilted
I was a champ with Jackie
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I could get close, so close
I could count all the things in her eyes
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There were no other women,
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there were no other guys
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Sometimes a room
where the sun came through in lines
She had a barber's straight edge
which glinted and made me blind
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She'd cut my arm, stand back and smile
And when the tables would turn,
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I'd heat it with the bake
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She begged Fred to burn
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I live inside my own head,
fueled by the passion in my own heart
And if I don't have work to do,
I tear myself apart
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I bite my nails down to leave
finger and toes raw
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No question I could go longer
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The answer is always uh
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-huh
Relationship pieces started disappearing
from the foundation like in Jenga
Hobby number two relocated to Topanga
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My groundskeeping remained true,
I'm old, I watered
I held the unruly back with a truss
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until the next guy started coming by
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It was just the dogs and us
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Her nickname for me was simple
yet greater than plain old Tommy
Long lost sanguine would return
when I'd hear her call out
Oh Tommy, salami,
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I dropped what I was doing
Wipe the grime with soap away
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I find her all alone in her office
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Oh, nothing she'd say
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I think of this today
It makes me wonder
What having little something
Been such a blunder
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This old town is a pool of idiots and sin
And worse, corruptible sin
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Trying to be faithful only increases the
volume of the voice that says
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It's alright.
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What are you waiting for?
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Jump on in
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You
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