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Visiting for the night
Stranger
Sitting there across the room
I hung my my paintings on the wall in front of you
Your whiskey paintbrush is on my picture
Go back home
That silent crushing sound has carried into today
He's pleased to meet you but he doesn't know what to say
Tonight my hotel's in your hands
Visiting for the night
Tuesdays, Steely Dan and Dave Chappelle
I forget other people feel this way as well
There's irony in this, I'm sure, but I don't know where
There's irony in this, I'm sure, but I don't know where
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