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?