From: scawa@aol.com (SCAWA)
Affair on Eighty Avenue
words and music: Gordon Lightfoot
artist: Gordon Lightfoot
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The perfume that she wore was from some little store on the down side of
town.
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But it lingered on long after she’d gone, I remember it well.
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And our fingers entwined like ribbons of light,
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And we came through a doorway somewhere in the night.
Her long flowing hair came softly undone in a pile all around.
And she brushed it down as I stood by her side in the warmth of her love.
And she showed me her treasures of paper and tin,
And we played a game only she could win.
And she told me a riddle I’ll never forget
And left with the answer I’ve never found yet.
“How long,” said she, “Can a moment like this belong to someone?”
“What’s wrong, what is right? For to live or to die,”
“We all must be born.”
So, if you should ask me what secrets I hide,
I’m only your lover, don’t make me decide!
The perfume she wore was from some little store on the down side of town.
But it lingered on long after she’d gone, I remember it well.
And she showed me her treasures of paper and tin,
And we played a game only she could win.
ANd our fingers entwined like ribbons of light
And we came through a doorway somewhere in the night.
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