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walls of tangerine
© 2003 Greg Bartlett/ASCAP

I don’t even know your name
It’s not the kind of name that’s easily remembered
Still I look for your face
Where we’ve sat since late September
Or was it May?
Does it matter now?

I don’t even know your name
I think I need you just the same
I don’t even know your name

I don’t even like to dance
Unless the room is dark, the music loud & pulsing
Or sometimes quiet & all alone
You’re embracing me, convulsing
Wanting you, wanting me
It matters now

I don’t even like to dance
But for you I’d take the chance
I don’t even like to, under any circumstance
But I might do this thing for you
I might do it for romance

I don’t usually smoke & drink
When I drink, my mind it does away with reason
And when I smoke it fills my eyes
With images of God, war & treason
But then I’m with you now
I’ll buy another round

I don’t even know your name
But I love you just the same
I don’t even know your...
But I remember when you came
You were smiling, touched my arm
Then my skin burst into flames

I don’t feel unclean with my little scene
Of beer & nicotine, and walls of tangerine
Happy & serene, with my Benzedrine
Pot full of caffeine & walls of tangerine


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