All I ever asked of you is a copy of Garage Days And to tell me the truth Ain't no one watching you exit Ventura Highway It's like I knew two of you man The one before and after we shook hands Taking the calls but in all forgetting what's been said And after dark in a cab in L.A. Forget about the meter man these are salad days Comes on radio, comes on what's being said No better than Sylvia No better than Sylvia (Where you are? Where you've been?) No better than Sylvia No better than Sylvia (Where you are? Where you've been?) No better than, oh, no no, no no (Where you are? Where you've been?) (Where you've gone? Oh, no) Here's a mark, he's a mark on the page Dishing out the wisdom of this reflexive age Dotting the eyes with an eye for defining what you were So when you do that line tonight Remember that it came at a steep price Keep telling yourself there's more to you than her But you're no better than Sylvia No better than Sylvia (Where you've been?) No better than Sylvia No better than Sylvia (Where you are? Where you've been?) No better than, oh, no no, no no (Where you've gone? Where you've been?) (Where you've gone? Oh, no) No no no, no no no, no no no Oh, no no no, no no, oh © PRECIOUS FLUIDS PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com