She was riding the elevator with as much delight as I was.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music."

I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

Finaste sedan någonsin.

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