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House Is Falling

The Geraldine Fibbers


There's a place I go when I'm feeling fine
And the hours pass with no track of time
I'm in your arms, the sun lights your thighs
In the distance a doggy cries, my love
We lay around in a smokey haze
Drinking mint juleps and honey glaze
You comb my hair into a french chignon
Cigarettes overflowing in the ashtray, my love
The biggest liar in town blows a kiss into the mirror
And the biggest liar in town, blows a kiss...
My baby blows a kiss
I trust you sugar you're in my blood
Box and blanket and broken rose bud
I burn until the light goes out in your eye
The butter moon kisses the earthless sky, my love
The bed is soft and the food is so rich
We fall asleep sewing dreams, stitch by stitch
The house is old and it's falling down
But it's falling slow so we're safe and sound, my love
The biggest liar in town blows a kiss into the mirror
And the biggest liar in town, blows a kiss...
My baby blows a kiss.
Blows a kiss...
My baby blows a kiss.

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