Sneezing on the terrace tall
Reminded of the time I met the law
I should tell you something
I didn't start a fight
The feeling of taking someone's life
Seems it happened some years ago
(?) light and bend the truth
She said he tried to take me
Through a blurry sight
Pressed up against this (?) wife
Got the drunken letter home
Appearing thought the telephone
And I'm trembling at the thought
Palpitating at the thought
You were walking ahead that night
Rushing back to do things, this and that
It might've been a Sunday, or the day before
Tommy came along for the stroll
I never could tell what occupied
A face creates a faithful taste
The police they found me
To (?) the news
Help recollect, respond to use
She dragged him down a corridor
Before you know, they're through the door
Please come into my blue bar
Strips against the bedroom wall
Hide the whole thing, yeah we did
Persuade as though we're left to live
Nothing new to hide
They loyal (?) is pride

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