It's safe in the city, to love in a doorway
  To wrangle some screens from the door
  And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?
    Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash
  Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?
  So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I
  Run to the centre of things
  Where the knowing one says
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  Boys, boys, its a sweet thing
  Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing
  If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
  'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap
  thing
    I'm glad that you're older than me
  Makes me feel important and free
  Does that make you smile, isn't that me?
  I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment
    If his trade is a curse, then I'll bless you
  And turn to the crossroads, and hamburgers, and...
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