Acda and De Munnik
Miscellaneous
Brussels Should Be Called
Sitting by the window
I look at all those beautiful people
They're going out
They're going home
You don't know
As slowly as it rains
It doesn't bother those in love
Let no one tell them that it's pouring
But those who go alone
Huddled in their coats
Those who go because they have to be somewhere
They color better with the songs the barmaid plays for us
Quiet as the sixth glass of wine
A woman remains standing in front of the window
Looks like she wants me to say something
It should be called Brussels here
Then I was finally gone
I was finally gone
Sitting by the window
I look at all those beautiful people
And every now and then they looked back
But more often not
The coats are put on inside
The glasses are empty
The people are standing
We are even for twenty-one guilders
And I go with those who go alone
Huddled in my coat
No one sleeps
The lonely one who laughs
I'm going left because I have to go right
And we're not going home yet
I'm playing Brussels tonight
There's a lady sitting in front of the window
Looks like she wants me to say something
It should be called Brussels here
Then I was finally gone
I was finally gone
There's a lady sitting in front of the window
Looks like she wants me say something
It should be called Brussels here
Then I was finally gone
I was finally gone
I was finally gone
I was finally gone
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I was finally gone
I was finally gone
I was finally gone

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