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HAVE ONE ON ME

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From the court

              
yard, I floate

  /
d in
     
and watched it

 go down.

Heard the cup 

drop;
thought, "Well,
              
that's why the

  
y keep them ar

ound."
          
The blackguard

             /
 sat hard, dow


n,
        
with no head o

n him now,
    
and I felt so 

bad,
        
cause I didn't

 know how
        
to feel bad en

ough
             
to make him pr

 (  
oud.


By the time yo

u read this,
             
I will be so f


ar away.
         
Daddy longlegs

  
, how in the w

orld
           
am I to be exp

ected to stay?
 
In the night—
             
in the night, 

       
you may hear m

e call

Pa, stay your 

hand

and steel your

 resolve.
          
Stay where you

 
 are,
            
so long and ta

ll.

D7 / Daug7

             
Here's Lola--t

         
a da!--to do
            
her famous Spi

             
der Dance for 

       
you!
             
Lighten up you

  
r pockets!
             
Shake her skir

       
ts and scatter

, there,
            
a shrieking, s

          
ix-legged mill

ionaire
       
with a blight 

in his sockets

.


Miss Montez,
             
the Countess o

    
f Lansfeld,
             
appealed to th

         
e King of Bava

ria,
         
saying, "Prett

y papa,
        
if you are my 

friend—
            
mister daddy l

              
onglegs, they 

    
are at it agai

n!—
       
Can I see ya?"

             
Poor Lola! A t

            
arantula mount

ing

Countess Lansf

eld's 


      
handsome brass

iere,
              
while they all

  
 cheer.
             
And the old ki

             
ng fell from g


race,
             
while Lola fle


d,
            
To save face a

       
nd her career

           
You caught a f

          
ly, floating b

y,
             
Wait for him t

  
o drown in the

 dust;
          		
drown in the d

	   
ust of other f

lies,
            
whereby the ma

         
chine is run,
            
and the deed i

  
s done.
             
Heaven has no 

 
word
            
for the way yo

            
u and your fri

ends
             
have treated p

          
oor Louis.
           
May god save y

             
our poor soul,

        ( 
 Lo-la!
            
(But there is 

            
nothing I ador

 
e,
            
apart from tha

            
t whore's blac

  
k heart.)

             
Well, doesn't 

              
that just beat

 
 all!
Miss Gilbert,
            
called to Cast

  
lemaine
              
by the silver 

             
dollar and the

       
 gold glitter!
             
Well, I've see

 
n lots,
            
but never, in 

  
a million year

s,
            
would think to

          
 see you, here

.
            
Though the lon

g road
           
begins and end

s with you,
            
I cannot seem 

          
to make amends
          
with you, Loui

s.
     
When we go out

,
            
they're bound 

            
to see you wit

 
h me.

             
At night, I wa

           
lk in the park

,
with a whip,
             
between the li


nes
              
of the whisper

    
ing Jesuits,
             
who are poison

        
ing you agains

t me.
             
There's a big 

   
black spider
         
hanging over m

y door.
            
Can't go anywh

        
ere, anymore.
          
Tell me, are y

ou with me?

             
I called to yo

           
u, several tim

es,
          
while the chan

ge took place
             
and then arriv

         
ed, all night,

 
      
and I died.
            
But all these 

songs,
            
when you and I

           
 are long gone

,
           
will carry on.
            
Mud in your ey

e.



           
You asked my h


and,
       
hired a band.
 
"In your heart

 is all that y

ou need;
             
ask and you wi

   
ll receive," i

t is said.
           
I threw my bou


quet,
              
and I knocked 

    
'em dead.
            
Bottle of whit

             
e, bottle of r

ed.
             
Helpless as a 

 
child,
              
when you held 


me in your arm

s,
        
and I knew tha

t no other
              
could ever lov

         
e me as you lo

ved.
              
Love me as you

 
 loved,
            
But help me! I

   
'm leaving!
            
I remember eve

rything,
             
down to the so

           
und of you sha

ving--
the scrape of your razor,
       
the dully-abra

ding black hai

r
      
that remained
            
when you clutc

       
hed at me,
             
that night I c

             
ame upstairs, 

           
half-dead,

and, in your k

indness,
        
you put me str

aightaway

in the cupboard,
           
with a bottle 

   
of champagne,
              
and then, late

        
r, on a train.

            
It was dark ou

          
t, I was half-

dead.
   
I saw a star f

all into the s

ky,
       
like a chunk o

f thrown coal,
      
as if god hims

elf spat
              
like a cornere

  
d rat.
            
I really want 

              
you to do this

     
 for me,
            
will you have 

         
one on me?
             
It was dark; I

     
 was drunk and

 half-dead,

and we slept, 

knocking heads

,
        
sitting up in 

the star-smoki

ng air,
           
knocking heads

              
 like buoys.
              
Don't you worr

     
y for me!
            
Will you have 

        
one on me!

Meanwhile, I w

ill raise my o

wn glass

to how you mad

e me fast
     
and expendable

,
              
and I will dri

           
nk to your exc

        
ellent health,
          
and your cruel

ty.
            
Will you have 

       
one on me?
             
--helpless as 

  
a child,
              
when you held 

   
me in your arm

s,
       
and I knew tha

t no other
              
could ever lov

              
e me--

Oooh oooh ooh part : (, , , )


         
From the court

              
yard, I floate

  
d in
     
and watched it

 go down.

Heard the cup 

drop;
thought, "Well,
              
that's why the

  
y keep them ar

ound."
          
The blackguard

             
 sat hard, dow

n,
        
with no head o

n him now,
    
and I felt so 

bad,
        
cause I didn't

 know how
        
to feel bad en

ough
             
to make him pr

 
oud.

            
Well daddy lon

            
glegs, are you

?
            
Daddy longlegs

      
, are you?
            
Daddy longlegs

          
, are you prou


d? 

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