| You were the woman in the blue mask
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| Standin there beside your dress
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| All the things I wanted from you
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| I never could express
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| I thought I saw you once in Munich
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| But you slipped away
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| I’m in the corner with the coffee
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| At The Dream Cafe
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| For once I didn’t say anything stupid-
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| My lover never once looked bored
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| And soldiers come in smeared with lipstick
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| Like the last day of war
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| The band divided up the money
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| But the drummer could not stay
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| He said he’s gonna meet us later
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| At The Dream Cafe
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| When you turned from the window
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| In your worn out slip
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| Put your eyes to my fingers
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| While the ceiling dripped
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| I just could not leave you
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| I heard a motorcycle pull away
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| Yes, I’ll meet you after midnight
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| At The Dream Cafe
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| There’s flowers now on Linn Street
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| And the new moon just above
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| They tore down all the houses
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| Where we used to make love
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| But, they’d been long abondoned
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| When we went there, anyway
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| And I can still smell the lilacs
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| In the corner of The Dream Cafe
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| We we’ve only been fighting ten years-
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| Do you really have to go?
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| Couldn’t you reconsider
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| And do it real, real slow?
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| I like living with you-
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| I don’t care what you say
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| I don’t care who you meet
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| At The Dream Cafe
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| Your eyes roll back to midnight-
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| Lost in a fantasy
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| I heard you cry out someone’s name
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| And baby it was me
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| But later as we’re walkin'
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| You seemed so far away
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| Am I the man you thought you met
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| At The Dream Cafe?
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| I’ve come down with a sickness-
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| I thought you were the cure
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| But passion seems to promise more
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| Than friendship can endure
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| You spelled it out in black and white-
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| My eyes saw shades of gray
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| And, so I sit alone tonight
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| At The Dream Cafe
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| Heat lightning in the mirror
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| And the thunder cries out loud
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| I can be to you-
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| You could be to me
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| Just another face in the crowd
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| The plane don’t leave 'til midnight-
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| Come with me today
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| They’ll be plenty of time to be alone
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| At The Dream Cafe |