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afterword

by MLR

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Maybe I should have climbed the Coachman. Maybe I should have rung the doorbell of the Fortune Teller who had gone to bed and put the Closed sign up. I remember your eyes on my face In a Gaze that goes so deep. You had one hand in the Fire And the other playing Matt Maltese. I wish you were here talking in my ear. I wanted just to flirt - it was big fun last year. Read the Stars and wonder how it came to be - Moonlit walks and snowbound talks - Not sober enough to see your eyes on my face....
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When I was in school all my friends were Hospitality Majors just like me. We drank as we pleased, we followed our Professors lead And we never said When. And on the last night we had in Vegas You fixed me in a stare as sharp as Cactus And you said that you could show me to your room And I, of course, could never turn down your bed. When I got back home and I told my friends I Was settling down with someone they all knew One by one they warned me that the Hotel game Ain't played by two. But on the way to New York via Boston We found a Motel on the road we'd been lost on And you said that you could show me to your room And I, of course, could never turn down your bed.
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released April 27, 2019

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