"Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear". Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers. Put tiny grains in children's tears. While taking 25% of all the flashbulbs and mementoes.
You can read right through a book of matches. But that won't make you smart. You can laugh in the face of watches. But time will only break your heart.
The snitch, the snoop, the tattletale lead a threadbare up the stairs. Adieu, my little ballyhoo, you broke my heart in two. And now I haunt the bars and scent those trite affairs.