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B BAin't itA just like the night to playD tricks when you're E7tryin' to be so Aquiet? We sit here stranded, though we're allD doin' our E7best to denyA it And LouiEse holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to deAfy it Lights flDicker from the opposite lAoft In tDhis room the heat pipes just coAugh The cDountry music station plays soft ABut there's nothing, really nothing to turn oE7ff Just LouiAse and her Dlover E7so enAtwined And these visionsD of JohannaA that E7conquer my mind.A D A In the empty Alot where the ladies playD blind man's E7bluff with the Akey chain And the allnight girls, they whiDsper of escapaE7des out on the "D"A train We can hEear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's realy inAsane LouDise, she's allright, she's just nAear She's dDelicate and seems like theA mirror But she just mDakes it all too concice and too clear AThat Johanna's not here E7 The Aghost of 'lectricity Dhowls in the bE7ones of her Aface Where these visionsD of JohannaA have now E7taken my place.A D A Now, Alittle boy lost, he takDes himself so E7seriousAly He brags of his misery, he likesD to live E7dangerouslyA And when briEnging her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to Ame He's sDure got a lotta Agall to Dbe so useless and Aall MutterDing small talk at the wall A while I'm in the E7hall How can AI explain? Oh, Dit's so hE7ard to get Aon And these visionsD of JohannaA, they kept me E7up past the dawn.A D A InsAide the museums,D Infinity gE7oes up on Atrial Voices echo this is what salDvation must be E7like after a whilAe But Mona ELisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she Asmiles See the pDrimitive wallflower frAeeze When the jeDllyfaced women all snAeeze Hear the Done with the mustache say, "JAeeze, I can't find my knees" E7 Oh, jAewels and binoculars hDang from the hE7ead of the mAule But these visions oDf Johanna tAhey make iE7t all seem so cAruel. D A The pAeddler now speaks to the coDuntess who's preteE7nding to cAare for him Sayin' "Name me someone that's not a parasite D and I'll go outE7 and say a prayerA for him." But like Louise E always says, "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" As she, herself, pre A-pares for him And MaDdonna, she still has not shoAwed We see this eDmpty cage now corroDde Where her cDape of the stage once had flAowed The fiddler, Dhe now steps to the rAoad He writes Dev'rything's been returned which was Aowed On the backD of the fish truck that loadsA While my conscience expE7lodes The harmAonicas play the sDkeleton Ekeys and the Arain And these visionsD of JohannaA are now E7all that reAmain.
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