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Met you in New York at JFK
Four hours still before we hopped that London plane
What could we do but sit on magazines and smoke cigarettes?
Two beautiful American losers
Headlines of subway bombs
We almost paid for sex
You got a sunburn and had to wear your luggage like a baby on the night train
Out of Barcelona Station
Finally free from Catalunya
Hop along the Seine from Australitz to Notre Dame
Got to find a pay phone to get in touch with Marisol
Stay ‘til bastille day
Just long enough to see Paul fake-fuck Olivier on the hood of that sports car near the firehouse
Enough dead weight to feed the worms in Lake Geneva
Not enough time to bend the girls in sweet Firenze
Geneve on Sunday when all the shops are closed
You laid in flowers, I climbed a tree
We heard The Clash on a radio from a car driving toward the sea
Got to get back to Catalunya
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