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Last Time I Saw Richard

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Last time I saw Richard was Detroit in 68 / And he told me all romantics meet the                                                                          
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same fate / Someday, cynical and drunk and boring someone / In some dark café / 
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You laugh, he said you think you're immune / Go look at your eyes / They're fool of 
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moon / You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you / All those 
pretty lies, 
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pretty lies / When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies / Only pretty lies, pretty 
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lies /   He put a quarter in the wurlitzer, and he pushed / Three 
button sand the thing began to whirl / And a barmain came by a fishnet 
stockings 
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and a bow tie / And she said "drink up now it's getting on time to close" / "Richard, 
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haven't really changed", I said / Is she that now will romantic sizing some  pain that's
see in head / You've got tombs in your eyes, but the songs / You punched are 
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dreaming / Listen, they talk of love so sweet / When you gonna get yourself back on 
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your feet? / Oh and love can be so sweet, love so sweet /      Richard 
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got married to a figure skater / And he bought her dishwasher and a coffee  percolator 
/ And he drinks at home now most night with the TV on / And all the house 
lights left 
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up bright / I'm gonna blow this dam candle out / I don't wanna nobody, comin'  over to 
my table / I got nothing to talk to anybody about / All good dreamers pass this away 
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someday / Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes / Dark cafes / Only a dark 
cocoon 
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before I get my gorgeous wings / And fly    away / Only a phase, these dark café 
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