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[00:26.970]And maybe you're the Circle Line girl
[00:30.510]Trying so hard not to let on you know
[00:33.420]I'm looking at the way your toes poke out through your sandals
[00:37.170]At funny angles to your feet
[00:40.050]And how you know it turns me on
[00:45.480]Or maybe you're the Spanish girl
[00:47.580]Playing with your hair as you wait for your friend
[00:50.940]In that wild octagon of mirrors the Tate calls a coffee shop
[00:55.290]And I can smell that hair from here
[00:58.980]And I can see from eight different angles
[01:01.110]The way your nipples look through that thin black cotton top
[01:05.160]Reflected to infinity
[01:08.730]And oh God it's places like that and purple tipped prose like this
[01:14.070]That's going to hemorrhage me girl
[01:18.780]Ooo it's true：
[01:22.710]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[01:30.660]Or maybe you're the bay window girl
[01:32.490]In Wandsworth Town in ripped jeans and open Venetians
[01:39.870]Painting the difficult corner of an empty room
[01:42.180]White under a naked bulb
[01:45.360]Leaning across the bar at the top of your stepladder
[01:47.130]At the precise moment I'm passing on the steep street
[01:51.570]At the bottom of your garden in the gathering night
[01:56.370]Voyeur's delight
[02:03.090]Ooo it's true：
[02:07.050]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[02:13.710]Or maybe you're the foundation painter
[02:15.210]At the Central School looking so fine boned
[02:18.300]I could carry you home in your portfolio case
[02:21.630]Laced up gently so you won't cry out on the bus
[02:24.660]And give the game away
[02:26.400]Tied up lightly because girl
[02:27.750]How could I knowingly injure someone
[02:29.520]With your perfect lips and wrists your exquisite structure
[02:35.820]Oh little acrylic painter I can kiss eggshells I can be ginger
[02:42.510]All the critics say I'm such a sensitive singer
[02:54.090]Ooo it's true：
[02:57.750]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[03:04.350]And maybe you're listening to my voice now
[03:06.750]On your Walkman or your bedsit Dansette
[03:08.910]Letting my songs slip into you on this quiet night
[03:12.690]In with your pads of doodles and your fingers full of pencils
[03:15.840]And low tar cigarettes
[03:17.940]And the music's light and pleasant so you hardly notice
[03:20.400]What I'm singing about in Paper Wraps Rock
[03:23.640]And Murderers the Hope of Women
[03:25.830]My voice is just a sound that pleases you
[03:27.630]That enters you and leaves you just the same
[03:31.170]And that's how I want it to stay because you know
[03:38.130]Ooo it's true：
[03:42.060]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[03:49.410]But some of those were bitter records
[03:51.390]Records which accuse women girls like you
[03:53.970]Of using your attractiveness wantonly and willfully
[03:56.460]To trap and to paralyze men
[03:58.260]Who wanted you and could never have you
[04:00.990]Men who sometimes felt the perverse urge
[04:02.880]To trash the women they desired the most
[04:05.340]Men who imagined they despised all those immaculate visions
[04:08.550]What adolescent crap what kind of idiot would sing that
[04:14.730]Oh not me because you know
[04:16.170]Ooo it's true：
[04:20.130]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[04:26.640]But sometimes I think that every man who writes
[04:29.010]Every man who paints or composes deep soul or symphonies
[04:32.100]It makes no difference all those men are only making do with substitutes：
[04:37.200]Solomon Confucius Franz Kafka
[04:40.110]They'd never have done it if they'd been as beautiful as you
[04:43.140]Sitting cross legged there with gentle music
[04:45.660]Lapping around a promise there where your thighs meet
[04:48.930]Of fertility a million artists couldn't compete with
[04:54.450]Ooo it's true：
[04:58.050]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[05:04.680]And all the time I see you there
[05:06.120]In the eye of my mind and all that cheap macho stuff
[05:09.090]About de Sade and misogyny vanishes into thin air
[05:13.440]And I'm moved to tears just like any other sucker
[05:15.660]Who's been bruised by all the things that weren't to be
[05:17.850]And yet who's ready to fall down on his knees
[05:20.460]In front of a woman and say：
[05:21.990]Whatever you may do whatever you may be to me
[05:25.260]Despite the times we disagree your ridiculous ambitions
[05:28.740]Your conventional inhibitions
[05:30.690]I want you to know that I respect you
[05:32.340]I accept you and I want you to accept me
[05:35.580]I want to kiss you kiss your stockinged knee
[05:40.410]Accept the uniquely soft flesh
[05:42.330]On the undersides of your hips
[05:43.020]Ooo it's true：
[05:48.750]Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you
[05:56.100]And when I've won you
[05:57.990]When I've fallen down in front of you and said：
[05:59.760]D**n Franz Kafka d**n the Thin White Duke
[06:02.340]D**n the Thin White Duke
[06:05.430]It's you and you alone I'm doing this for
[06:08.670]When I'm through with heroes and pastiche
[06:10.950]Throwing darts in lovers' eyes
[06:14.220]When you've let me make love to you
[06:15.570]The slowest deepest way that I know how
[06:18.510]When you do that for me baby
[06:21.990]And it feels so good
[06:23.640]Bear with me
[06:31.620]That's when I'll think of Paul Klee's epitaph：
[06:37.710]Here lies the painter Paul Klee
[06:44.250]Somewhat closer than usual to the heart of creation
[06:50.130]But far from close enough
[06:54.180]And girl here I lie
[06:59.850]Far from close enough to you