Bathtime

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Tindersticks - Pop, Lounge

Bathtime

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There's a city filth that lingers All over my neck and hands Deep into the weave of the clothes I wear And every step brings another Every yard adds some more Till I'm on the other side leaning on your door Are the taps running, darling? Is the air thick with steam? Can I find some place to cry these tears of shame? And every step brings another Every yard adds some more Till I'm on the other side leaning on your door There's a smell so sweet it's sickly It follows me into the room Hangs in the air like rotting perfume I never bathed in it, darling Got down on my hands and knees Got in so far, I became, well, a part of it all I've been wading through it Don't you know it's up to my neck And it won't be long before it's over my head And it's the thought of you in my mind that keeps me here Thought I knew these streets, I knew how they turn I could always find my way home There's something there, I can't leave it alone The trains they run all night We could leave everything behind Just bring that dress you wore when we first met I know it's faded, darling I know it's tattered and worn In that dress, I could never love you more I've been wading through it Don't you know it's up to my neck And it won't be long before it's over my head Then I can suck it into my lungs and breathe it in

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