"It's down to cigarettes and rosaries. Christ, I wish someone would call me. Johnny Thunders on the radio. Ah but "you can't put your arms around a memory" Maybe I could find a better way but all I need is to feel connected now. Do you remember me, I sang that song you like I sang that song for free. Now someone else sounds like me as I make my way downtown"
John Waite
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