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letra de july ninth - old raritan

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tell me now baby, won’t you come for a drive? ’cause i’m feelin’ so lonely tonight
what’ve you been up to after all these years? i know i’ve got no right
don’t worry, honey, yea, i already know, though my knowledge is undeserved

sometimes i’m just a m-s-ch-st, yea, there ain’t enough whiskey in the world

i’m tired of dirty clothes, and spending all these nights alone
your voice may be in the back of my head, but it’s fine
my hair’s somewhere in wisconsin, maybe it’s time for a change
from dreaming of barcelona, droppin’ you at jfk

from the blazing heat on christopher street to boston in the freezing cold
we glittered then, didn’t we, babe, but i guess you wouldn’t say we were gold
i can’t help but wonder if you remember me well at all
tryin’ hard to move on, not stay the same, just wish someone could show me how

i’m tired of dirty clothes and spending all these nights alone
your voice may be in the back of my head, but it’s fine
my hair’s somewhere in wisconsin, maybe it’s time for a change
from dreaming of barcelona, droppin’ you at jfk

your green eyes glowed against the blinding white, defying expectations on those hot nights
gettin’ stuck on coney island, and escaping to south mountain
i tried going everywhere, it didn’t make me whole again
now the snow’s fallin’ and i wanna hear you sing
and you found another jersey boy and you’re wearing his ring

i’m tired of dirty clothes and spending all these nights alone
your voice is still in the back of my head, but i’m fine
now i’m on the other side of twenty-five
trying my best to live my life like it’s tuesday, july ninth

i wanna hear you sing

- old raritan

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