Do I have a shoulder
That I can cry on
And a background
That I can rely on
Technically I cannot find them
Although I've stood fifteen long years behind them
I have wandered like the gypsy
No roof beneath that yellow moon
Shake me primitive
And out of tune
I try to pull myself ashore
Out of this whirlpool
This whirlpool
What's been said, I have not forgotten
I hear him say (something)
And the only thing about me that's together
Are my square-toed boots of Spanish leather
I would swim the stormy sea for you
Out of this whirlpool
This whirlpool
(Instrumental)
That I can cry on
And a background
That I can rely on
Technically I cannot find them
Although I've stood fifteen long years behind them
I have wandered like the gypsy
No roof beneath that yellow moon
Shake me primitive
And out of tune
I try to pull myself ashore
Out of this whirlpool
This whirlpool
What's been said, I have not forgotten
I hear him say (something)
And the only thing about me that's together
Are my square-toed boots of Spanish leather
I would swim the stormy sea for you
Out of this whirlpool
This whirlpool
(Instrumental)
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