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Isabelle in tears, Isabelle is ringing |
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Saying, "I need you near to me, |
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But a telephone just isn't worth the flinging |
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Like a book or that ashtray that I aimed at your head |
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I'd rather see you dead" |
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But it's not as it appears so I tripped up the stairs |
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To find Isabelle in tears |
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Isabelle remains Isabelle in tethers |
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Wears a flimsy negligee of innocence and feathers |
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She says, "That's a good idea" as she pours herself a shot |
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But she can't get the genius back into the bottle |
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"After you're kind you'll find that no-one cares" |
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So her lovers and her fears leave Isabelle in tears |
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And I left her standing out there in the rain calling my name |
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As I pulled away pretending that I'd never met her |
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Oh, you never know the thrill of the Isabelle of memory |
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They say she was a bombshell who turned to an incendiary |
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Till the whole town burned down and returned into the earth |
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Can you admit your love? Can you confess her worth? |
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That the slant of time obscures and on certain nights appears |
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Like Isabelle in tears |
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That the slant of time obscures and on certain nights appears |
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Like Isabelle in tears |
