Πέμπτη, 29 Δεκεμβρίου 2005

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All night, I walk the city, watching the people go by.
I try to sing a little ditty, but all that comes out is a sigh.
The street looks very frightening, the rain begins and then comes lightning.
It seems love's gone to pot, I'd rather have the blues than what I've got...
[rather have the blues, nat king cole]

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