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الأبواب

There are barn doors And there are revolving doors Doors on the rudders of big ships And there are revolving doors There are doors that open by themselves

I did a sick, sick thing to my love My lack of loyalty, it swallowed her up And she cooked me food She squirmed and turned Like a skeleton key She left

Forward,forward, back, back, back I've fallen and I can't get up and I'm slipping through the cracks I'm in a crisis and I can't afford the prices No

Rehearse the memories and practice all the lines. Play it one last time and then erase the tapes. And I wonder: could you ever feel the way you did before

Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't

My baby left me her skeleton key She said come and take whatever I need Up under the stairs by her back door I don't have to wait no more My baby left

Sometimes, I talk like a turnstile When I have had too much to drink A tangled tongue like English Ivy Just like a film dubbed out of sync The phone

My baby makes me proud Lord, don't she make me proud She never makes a scene By hanging all over me in a crowd 'Cause people like to talk Lord, don't

Swimming through black Vaseline Is my existence just a dream? Can not tell which way is up What's below or what's above Fighting for a breath of air I