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Speak low
when you speak, love
Our summer day
withers away
too soon, too soon
Speak low
when you speak, love
Our moment is swift
like ships adrift
we're swept apart
too soon
Speak low
darling, speak low
Love is a spark
lost in the dark
too soon, too soon
I feel wherever I go
that tomorrow is near
tomorrow is here
and always too soon
Time is so old
and love so brief
Love is pure gold
and time, a thief
We're late
darling, we're late
The curtain descends
and everything ends
too soon, too soon
We wait
oh darling, we're late
Will you speak low to me
speak love to me
and soon
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
To the old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken town fight
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice crooked
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
Well he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
Under here, you just take my breath away
Under here, the water flows over my head
I can hear the little fishes
Under here, whispering your most terrible name
Under here, they've given me starfish for eyes
And your head is a big red balloon
Under here, your huge hand is heavy on my chest
Ah, and under here, Sir, your lovely voice retreats
And yes, you take my breath away
Look at my hair, as it waves and waves
Sir, under here, I have such pretty hair
Silver it is, and filled with silver bubbles
Ah, and under here, my blood will be a cloud
And under here my dreams are made of water
And, Sir, you just take my breath away
For under here, my pretty breasts are piled high
With stones and I cannot breathe
And tiny little fishes enter me
Under here, I am made ready
And under here, I am washed clean
And I glow with the greatness of my hate for you
this love hereby expires
and i walk away
a kid in my heart
a revolver in my pocket
this love hereby expires
have a nice day my darling
and i walk away
a river drifts along
only a memory now,
the wistfully sleeping city
withering away in photo albums
like children and soldiers
your face, like a daisy
silently fades
sleep and forgetfulness
deepens even further
this love hereby expires
and i walk away
a kid in my heart
a revolver in my pocket
this love hereby expires
have a nice day my darling
and i walk away
a river drifts along
we used to lie side by side
and the grass were wet
how pretty you were
how fabulous a summer it was
they all recited this story
a love that is lost
all the dead poets
as they passed through this world
this love hereby expires
and i walk away
a kid in my heart
a revolver in my pocket
this love hereby expires
have a nice day my darling
and i walk away
a river drifts along
I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's friday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
Sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate
I don't care if monday's black
Tuesday wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's friday I'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday wednesday stay in bed
On thursday watch the walls instead
It's friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
Sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate
Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's friday
I'm in love
I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's friday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday I'm in love
Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Oh the years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Oh the years burn
Oh the years burn
Burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
