The baudelaires

Like bob

The baudelaires
Standing in the bar with my guitar alone
Singing a song for the night
Dancing with myself
Oh, it hurts so much

Where are my friends
I don't see anyone here
Just the ghosts of those ones
Who past away with years

She came through the door
Wearing a red dress
And I, I was frozen with fire inside
Oh, what a night…I hope you like the music

She bought me a drink saying she won't stay more than a night
Than she blinked and suddenly
We were dancing
The Li's

There she goes shaking in the hall
Like she never did before
I know her type is the kind
That cries when a tree burns

Where are you from?
"I'm from the moon"
She told
"And you?"
Tonight "I'm from you"
Kiss me like you never kissed before

Turn off some lights
Let's make a bed
It can be anywhere
Oh, starving eyes and your hair
Baby, where's your dress?

Than I woke up
And she's gone
I'm all alone again

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