Текст песни Booth Street

This mistily remembered friend just breezed into town,

Pulling all the cobwebs out and blowing my defenses down.

I think that I've been needin' some of her spring cleanin'

Now we're gone.

If I'd known she was coming I would have baked a cake.

But we'll have to make do with minimum chips and flake.

Let's throw away the recipe, let's make it up.

I see you standing on Booth Street,

Waiting on two feet there for me.

I see you, a full bag of fruit

Yeah, I think that you suit

Me to a tee.

The heavenly choir now coming out of church.

To the altar I don't walk I lurch.
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Heaven knows I'm hard to please, but I'm trying to change.

I see you standing on Booth Street,

Waiting on two feet there for me.

I see you chewing your nails

Yeah, it never fails

To chew me up.

Been through it so many times that it seems.

I'm in the middle of a recurring dream.

I see you standing on Booth Street,

Waiting on two feet there for me.

I see you, your favorite shirt on.

I hear the word on

The street is out.

I see you.