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Bathtime
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Tindersticks
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There's a city filth that lingers All over my naked hands Deep into weave of the clothes I wear And every step brings another Every hour adds some more Till I'm on the other side, leaning on your door Are the taps running, darling? Is the air thick with steam? Can I find some place, to cry these tears of shame? Every step brings another Every hour adds some more Till I'm on the other side, leaning on your door There's a smell, so sweet it's sickly It follows me into the room Hangs in the air like rotting perfume I never bathe in it, darling Got down on my hands and knees Got in so far, I became, well a part of it all I've been wading through it Don't you know it's up to my neck? And it won't be long 'fore it's over my head And it's the thought of you in my mind, keeps me Thought I knew these streets, and how they turn Could always find my way home There's something there, can't leave it alone The trains they run all night We could leave everything behind Just bring that dress you bought, when we first met I know it's faded, darling I know it's tattered and worn In that dress, I could never love you more I've been wading through it Don't you know it's up to my neck? And it won't be long 'fore it's over my head And I can suck it into my love, breathe it in
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