Sun's going down. like a big bald head. disappearing behind the boulevard. (oooeee.) it's sharkey's night. yeah. it's sharkey's night tonight. and the manager says: sharkey? he's not at his desk
T now. (oh yeah.) could I take a message? and sharkey says: hey, kemosabe! long time no see. he says: hey sport. you connect the dots. you pick up the pieces. he says: you know, I can see two ti
Ctures of myself and there's one in each of you eyes. and they're doin' everything I do. every time I light a cigarette, they light up theirs. I take a drink and I look in and they're drinkin' t
T's drivin' me crazy. it's drivin' me nuts. and sharkey says: deep in the heart of darkest america. home of the brave. he says: listen to my heart beat. paging mr. sharkey. white courtesy teleph
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