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Down in the cellar in the Boho
I went looking for sweet inspiration, oh well
Just hard time band with Negro affectations

I was a hopeful in rooms this
When I was working
It's an old romance, the dance
gone to sleep

But on the scuffle
The cleaner's was in my jeans
And any eye for
Caught a little along the seams

And you were in the lot
Subterranean by your own
The virtue of your inscribed
On your contempt for

Jesus was a beggar, He was rich in
And Solomon His head in all His glory
just that some steps outside the Boho dance
Have a for me

A camera pans the hour
a blind of potted palms
And finds a in a Paris dress
With runs in her

You read those books where
Comes as a to take a slave
Books artists in noble poverty
Go virgins to the grave

you get sensitive on me
'Cause I you're just too proud
You couldn't step outside the dance now
if good fortune allowed

Like a priest a pornographic watch
Looking and on the sly
Sure stricken from your uniform
But you can't get it out of your

is capsulized in me
On side of town
The streets never really mine
Not mine, not mine, these gowns