- Telephone Call From Istanbul 歌詞 Tom Waits
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- All night long on the broken glass
Livin in a medicine chest Mediteromanian hotel back Sprawled across a roll top desk The monkey rode the blade on an overhead fan They paint the donkey blue if you pay(2) I got a telephone call from Istanbul My babys comin home today Will you sell me one of those if I shave my head? Get me out of town, is what Fireball said Never trust a man in a blue trench coat(3) Never drive a car when youre dead(4) Saturdays a festival, Fridays a gem Dye your hair yellow and raise your hem Follow me to Beulahs(5) on Dry Creek Road I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed, whoo! Will you sell me one of those if I shave my head? Get me out of town, is what Fireball said Never trust a man in a blue trench coat Never drive a car when youre dead Saturdays a festival, Fridays a gem Dye your hair yellow and raise your hem Follow me to Beulah on Dry Creek Road I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed Well, take me down to buy a tux on Red Rose Bear I got to cut a hole in the day I got a telephone call from Istanbul My babys comin home today Sell me one of those if I shave my head Get me out of town, is what Fireball said Never trust a man in a blue trench coat Never drive a car when youre dead Saturdays a festival, Fridays a gem Dye your hair yellow and raise your hem Follow me to Beulahs on Dry Creek Road I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed, whoo!
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