I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste A flannel for my face Pyjamas, a hairbrush New shoes and a case I said to my reflection Let's get out of this place Past the church and the steeple The laundry on the hill Billboards and the buildings Memories of it still Keep calling and calling But forget it all I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another Tempted but the truth is discovered What's been going on Now that you have gone There's no other Tempted by the fruit of another Tempted but the truth is discovered
I'm at the car park, the airport The baggage carousel The people keep on crowding I'm wishing I was well I said it's no occasion It's no story I could tell
At my bedside empty pocket A foot without a sock Your body gets much closer I fumble for the clock Alarmed by the seduction I wish that it would stop
I bought a novel, some perfume A fortune all for you But it's not my conscience That hates to be untrue I asked of my reflection Tell me what is there to do
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