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letra de telephone call from istanbul (2023 remaster) - tom waits

[verse 1]
all night long on the broken glass
livin’ in a medicine chest
mediteromanian hotel back
sprawled across a roll top desk
the monkey rode the blade on an overhead fan
they paint the donkey blue if you pay
i got a telephone call from istanbul
my baby’s comin’ home today

[chorus]
will you sell me one of those if i shave my head?
“get me out of town,” is what fireball said
never trust a man in a blue trenchcoat
never drive a car when you’rе dead
sat-rday’s a festival, friday’s a gem
dyе your hair yellow and raise your hem
follow me to beulah’s on dry creek road
i got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed, woo

[instrumental break]

[chorus]
will you sell me one of those if i shave my head?
“get me out of town,” is what fireball said
never trust a man in a blue trenchcoat
never drive a car when you’re dead
sat-rday’s a festival, friday’s a gem
dye your hair yellow and raise your hem
follow me to beulah’s on dry creek road
i got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed
[verse 2]
well, take me down to buy a tux on red rose bear
i got to cut a hole in the day
i got a telephone call from istanbul
my baby’s comin’ home today

[chorus]
sell me one of those if i shave my head
“get me out of town,” is what fireball said
never trust a man in a blue trenchcoat
never drive a car when you’re dead
sat-rday’s a festival, friday’s a gem
dye your hair yellow and raise your hem
follow me to beulah’s on dry creek road
i got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed, woo

- tom waits

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