[Lyric] Thanks For The Clothes (Toasted Heretic)

A great face
Beestung soul
Thanks for the clothes
I wish I loved you
Like I love your city
I wish I loved you
God, your pretty
A New York girl width mid-west eyes
A poetry of breast
And thigh
As I lie above you
How I'd love to love you
You lie on the roof like a statue of silver
Just one of ten million lights
Left burning tonight
This party will be over soon

No sixties for you
You're one of the few
People I know
Who live in their own time
And if my plane
Should roll down the runway
In a ball of flame
My last wish
Would bе to
Have loved you
Thanks for the clothеs
Thanks for the meals
Thanks for not making a scene
In the court of appeals
(looking at young women
Pleased that they exist
I call them girls
They forgive me for this
I forgive them
For not being mine
Everyone's having
A wonderful time)

What I think I need tonight
Is the wrong girl
Not the right!

Thanks for the pizzas
Thanks for the beans
The Paris,France T-shirt
And Japanese jeans
Thanks for the clothes
Thanks for the meals
Thankis for not makeing a scene
In the court of appeals

All my favourite poets
In love with their best lovers
Write about the others
So obliquely