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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Nolita

Année de sortie : 2004  |  Label : EMI she was the Patron Saint of twenty third street
she was around for a lot of that...
wondering about the hotel the middle of the night,
Carryig a little yellow caedboard box,
and she inhabited the place like a butterfly...

there was this kind of sadness about her
and shed did have this light
and nobody ever knew her real name...

there was a time...
i'd see her coming down the street,
stepping through broken bottles and gum,
carrying her schoes barefoot...
people saud she was crazy but...i don't know...

about six months before the fire there was a big blackout,
falous summer blackout,
she walked around trough the hakks giving everyone candles;
it scared everybody away at the end...

and then when the fire happened,you know...
everybody assumed it was her...

there have been fires all that year,little ones...
i don't know if it was fair or not...
but everybody blamed her for it.

and then, one day, she...she just vanished
and later they saud her name was alice
the whole time i never knew her name...

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