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letra de 7 come 11 - ike reilly

(spoken)
one two three four
one two three

seven come eleven
need a lucky hit of heaven, yeah

i can’t tell you much, but i tell you what
there’s somethin’ about you, girl, i can’t hold a grudge
i used to be the one you loved
before you loved that other one
before you kissed that other punk
and moved into the 801
i still believe i was the one
you loved before that other one
you love too much

and then you wished me well
with your well-wishes hard sell
i was howlin’ like a werewolf
when you pushed me down the stairwell
hairy and contagious
no chance to bid you farewell
i still believe i was the one
you loved before the other one
i’m lookin’ for you now to say
i’d love to be the other one
you love too much
seven come eleven
need a lucky hit of heaven, yeah

i can’t tell you much, but i tell you what
that boy that you’re seein’, he’s a lucky one
a trust fund poet, some rich man’s son
but i don’t think he knows how to touch you now
i read his book of poems and i stopped by at the school
but i didn’t read one poem in that book about you

satellites and airplanes
don’t mean that much to me
if i was writing poems, they’d be for you

if you had pain to take away
i’d lay upon the elevated train tracks
and let the wheels cut me to ribbons for you
tie those ribbons in your hair
now girl, you’ll take me everywhere
the windy city blows for me and you

seven come eleven
need a lucky hit of heaven
gonna hold it in my lungs and dream of you

well you may still think of me as stormin’ norman
the greasy little doorman
but i been gettin’ round, i made a name outta town
i been to highland and lowland
rock-land and roll-land
waukegan, white hip-hop-land, and black scotland
decatur and kingston and fond du lac, wisconsin
now i’m back on the block
scalin’ up the hanc-ck
with my thai rebel friend, sweet lou, in from bangkok
we’re leering at the penthouse people with a view
like batman and robin
my palms are throbbin’
i’m danglin’ on the ropes and girl, lookin’ for you

seven come eleven
need a lucky hit of heaven
gonna hold it in my lungs and dream of you
seven come eleven
need a lucky hit of heaven
gonna hold it in my lungs and count to twenty-two

one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
nine, ten, eleven, twelve…
…fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen
nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two

i can’t tell you much, but i tell you what
there’s somethin’ about you, girl, i can’t hold a grudge
i used to be the one you loved
before you loved that other one
i’m lookn’ for you now to say
i’d still love to be the other one

- ike reilly

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