Flamenco (04.1990)

If telephone calls undercover at night With letters of perfume, I did never read Arms on my shoulders like ropes 'round my neck You followed me 'round like a dog I once kicked These feelings will never grow old These feelings I've kept through the years Everyone's tells you the patience's a virtue But everyone's lying to you, don't you know? Now sensе of absurd will crush in your blame So after rejеcting to write in my name In houses in our towns, on continents rare I fucked you and fed you, pretended to care These feelings will never grow old These feelings I've kept through the years Everyone's tells you the patience's a virtue Everyone's lying to you, don't you know? So all I owe you, baby, is of danger and You sacrificed beauty for future so bad Fashioned your burdens with cunning and style So suffered in quietly, don't ask me to care These feelings will never grow old These feelings I've kept through the years Everyone's tells you the patience's a virtue But everyone's lying to you, don't you know?