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EABA
ELisa likes brandy and the Away it hits her lips,
She's a Brock 'n' roll survivor with Apendulum hips,
She's got Edeep brown eyesA,
That've seen it Ball. A
EWorking at a nightclub that was Acalled The Avenue
The Bbar men used to call her "Little ALisa, Looney Tunes"
She went EdownA,
on almost anyBoneA.
From theF#m hard time living 'til theAbm Chelsea days,
From when her Ahair went sweet blonde 'til theB day it turned grey
She said;
EL.I.F.E.G.O.AE.S.O.N.
You've Bgot more than money and Asense, my friend
You've got Eheart, and youA go in your ownB way. A
EL.I.F.E.G.O.AE.S.O.N.
What you Bdon't have now will Acome back again
You've got Eheart, and youA go in your ownB way. A
Some Epeople wear their history like a Amap on their face,
And BJoey was an artist justA living out of case,
But his Ebest workA, was his letters Bhome.A
His Estandard works of fiction about iAmaginary success,
The Bchorus girls in neon were his Aclosest things to friends,
But to a Ewriter,A the truth is no big BdealA.
From theF#m hard time living to theAbm sleepless nights,
And the Ablack and blue body from the Bweekend fights
He'd say;
On myC#m last night on Aearth, I won't Elook to the Bsky
JustC#m breathe in the Aair and Eblink in the Blight
On myC#m last night on Aearth, I'll Epay a high Bprice
ToC#m have no reAgrets and be Edone with my Blife
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