girl from a pawnshop

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with a pawnshop eyes and a second hand frown, she sat silent at the table, her boots were brown, well, should she leave town, to play the role of lover expatriate, a nod to the waiter, always her flirty behavior, you know she always gets one on the house, and she pulls out a letter, from a bag that's under her sweater, and before she reads she, straightens her blouse, there's a passion in being alone, a grace in a loveless time, there is no new cross, there is no new sign, only the sun and the changing tide, out of respect, well, i really must confess, i never lost your number, i never lost your address, and if we remain friends at best, sometime later no, no not yet, we'll smile and remember it like this, she put back the letter, one tear falls like a feather, and disappears, on the bar room floor, the gratuity included, you know, the letter concluded, p.s. all my love, there's a passion in being alone, a grace in a loveless time, there is no new cross, there is no new sign, only the sun and the changing tide, out of respect, well, i really must confess, i never lost your number, i never lost your address, we remain friends at best, sometime later no, no not yet, we'll smile and remember it like this, well, i won't remember your name, i said, p.s. all my love, i said, p.s. all my love, p.s. all my love, i gotta say p.s. all my love, yeah, all my love.