The Last Time I Saw Richard Lyrics
| Song | The Last Time I Saw Richard |
| Artist | Clare Maguire |
| Album | Clare Maguire |
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| The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68 | |
| And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday | |
| Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark café | |
| You laugh he said you think you're immune | |
| Go look at your eyes they're full of moon | |
| You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you | |
| All those pretty lies pretty lies | |
| When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies | |
| Only pretty lies just pretty lies | |
| He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed | |
| Three buttons and the thing began to whirr | |
| And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie | |
| And she said \"Drink up now it's getting' on time to close\" | |
| \"Richard, you haven't really changed\" I said | |
| It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head | |
| You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming | |
| Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet | |
| When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? | |
| Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet | |
| Richard got married to a figure skater | |
| And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator | |
| And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on | |
| And all the house lights left up bright | |
| I'm gonna blow this damn candle out | |
| I don't want nobody comin' over to my table | |
| I got nothing to talk to anybody about | |
| All good dreamers pass this way some day | |
| Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes | |
| Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away | |
| Only a phase these dark café days |
| The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in ' 68 | |
| And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday | |
| Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe | |
| You laugh he said you think you' re immune | |
| Go look at your eyes they' re full of moon | |
| You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you | |
| All those pretty lies pretty lies | |
| When you gonna realize they' re only pretty lies | |
| Only pretty lies just pretty lies | |
| He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed | |
| Three buttons and the thing began to whirr | |
| And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie | |
| And she said " Drink up now it' s getting' on time to close" | |
| " Richard, you haven' t really changed" I said | |
| It' s just that now you' re romanticizing some pain that' s in your head | |
| You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming | |
| Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet | |
| When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? | |
| Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet | |
| Richard got married to a figure skater | |
| And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator | |
| And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on | |
| And all the house lights left up bright | |
| I' m gonna blow this damn candle out | |
| I don' t want nobody comin' over to my table | |
| I got nothing to talk to anybody about | |
| All good dreamers pass this way some day | |
| Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes | |
| Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away | |
| Only a phase these dark cafe days |
| The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in ' 68 | |
| And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday | |
| Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark café | |
| You laugh he said you think you' re immune | |
| Go look at your eyes they' re full of moon | |
| You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you | |
| All those pretty lies pretty lies | |
| When you gonna realize they' re only pretty lies | |
| Only pretty lies just pretty lies | |
| He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed | |
| Three buttons and the thing began to whirr | |
| And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie | |
| And she said " Drink up now it' s getting' on time to close" | |
| " Richard, you haven' t really changed" I said | |
| It' s just that now you' re romanticizing some pain that' s in your head | |
| You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming | |
| Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet | |
| When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? | |
| Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet | |
| Richard got married to a figure skater | |
| And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator | |
| And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on | |
| And all the house lights left up bright | |
| I' m gonna blow this damn candle out | |
| I don' t want nobody comin' over to my table | |
| I got nothing to talk to anybody about | |
| All good dreamers pass this way some day | |
| Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes | |
| Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away | |
| Only a phase these dark café days |
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