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Fell in love with the market crash
So you took your love to the medicine man
And I, in defense of ignorance babe
But the finer things come when you ain't looking
Hey, wrote a drastic serenade
But the puppet sing: Oh, I've been playing their games
Won't it love, but my heart is straight sent
New York, San Francisco, and every day
And I love to love you anyway
And I love to love you every day
But the fool finds out that all your riches, babe
Oh, you'vе been laundering for days
And the finer things in lifе
Come when you ain't looking, hey
Spent some time just to face
Every letter I billed was just a new direction I strayed
Manufactured stagnant ones but
It reeks of sweet cigarettes, candy, and bitter old lust
And I love to love you anyway
And I love to love you every day
But the fool finds out that all your riches, babe
Oh, you've been laundering for days
And the finer things in life
Come when you ain't looking, hey
And you've played all my heartstrings
Love, I'll never run from a love song
Every tremor and chasing
Oh, it's a sinful game
All the labor of love
Riding nowhere and no one to call, no
Skyscrapers are blooming and the flowers will die
Just the same
But the fool finds out that all your riches, babe
Oh, you've been laundering for days
And the finer things in life
Come when you ain't looking, hey
And I love the taste of your decay
Cigarettes, candy, and the pain
But the finer things in life
Come when you ain't looking, hey
Oh, lord
Come when you ain't looking, hey