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The Old Automat On 23rd St.
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I wondered into the Automat
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Wearing a kind of religious hat
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The meatballs were round
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And the pancakes were flat
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I asked G-d in heaven
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To keep it like that
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Thing
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I am this thing that needs to sing
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I love to sing
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to my beloved's other thing
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and to my own dear sweet g-d
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I love to sing to him and her
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and to my baby's lower fur...
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The Paris Sky
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The Paris sky
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is blue and bright
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I want to fly
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with all my might
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Her legs are long
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her heart is high
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The chains are strong
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and so am I
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Need The Speed
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need the speed
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need the wine
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need the pleasure
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in my spine
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need your hand
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to pull me out
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need your juices
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on my snout...
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Thousands
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Out of the thousand
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who are known
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or who want to be known
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as poets
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maybe one or two
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are genuine
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and the rest are fakes
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hanging around the sacred precints
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trying to look like the real thing
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Needless to say
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I am one of the fakes
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and this is my story
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                   Leonard Cohen
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15 Mar 08

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hallelujah  
 — unknown

dance me to the end of love...
: )
 — fractalcore

let's dance and sing...
 — unknown

the middle was the best part (L15-L32). the rest... was just all right.
 — unknown

it's all Leonard Cohen
 — unknown

Kurt Cobain liked Leonard Cohen.

i like him, too.
maybe i'm becoming an old man.
: )
 — fractalcore

per Animal House, mad and medicated is no way to go through life...
 — poetbill

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