Those Cadillacs,
baby blue and dull with
oxidized age,
they steal my heart straight out of my chest.
No one knows but you, my dear,
whiskey on the rocks
(three cubes)
and the blues.
It's evenings at home,
gin and tonic
(mostly cubes)
and the blues.
Alone.
baby blue and dull with
oxidized age,
they steal my heart straight out of my chest.
No one knows but you, my dear,
whiskey on the rocks
(three cubes)
and the blues.
It's evenings at home,
gin and tonic
(mostly cubes)
and the blues.
Alone.
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