E5
All my lovers think I'm lovely in the morning when I wake
B5 E5
When I roll in folds of slumber, when I caress I give and take
A5 E5
All my enemies are just like me: they're a fatalist mistake
B5 (descending bass) E5
An abandoning of deities, the slowest interstate.
Am
Let the bakers have their dozens
F
Let the coppers get their man
B7
Let "Doctor-Lawyer" fix her for you
E
Catch her if they can
Am
When all the stars in heaven
F
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Cannot count on me alone
B5
For I'm the lover's enemy
(descending bass) E5
And I can't be counted on
All my lovers under cover of night wrestle with their wounds
They're pawing sorus(??) piety, they're kissing pleasure's gloom
All my enemies are ready for a drink or two to spite
They're praying for forgiveness and they're ready for a fight
(chorus)
All my lovers love me tirelessly, they listen and they see
They work the web of time itself to fall and capture me
All my enemies they envy every move I've ever made
The tireless love I've gathered even the rain on my parade
(chorus)
