From the recording Tragic Beauty

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I remember you still
At the hotel in Portugal
Prancing around with drugs in your shoes
Holding a glass that you thought that I thought was whiskey
Hiding behind your sunglasses shaped like the moon

Take off your coat and come here and kiss me
Leave on your belt and come here and kiss me

Don't make your stare so goddamn obvious
It's turning me red from across all three rooms
Turn me down slow then come back and find me
Take me down into your workshop of doom

Hold my hand but please then kiss me
Touch my hair but please, please then kiss me
Turn off the lamp before you kiss me
Don't let me see what's behind the balloon