Відключити рекламуParquet Courts - Dear Ramona
[Verse]
DAn air of self-delusion that no
Atwo arms could ever contain
DThis lady is a hypnosis poet
Aand when she speaks her words weep like rain
DShe tiptoes through the side
Astreets in the morning and wears dark sunshades at night
DHowever she might be spending
Aher time I don't know you'd have to ask her neighbors
C A C ABut she ain't ever gonna open up (no)
C A FmShe ain't ever gonna open up (no)
D#Not to no one
D# GMy dear ramona
DBorn in some unnatural state
Athat no one father would claim
DThis daughter saving up commissions from acting
Abut no one's ever seen her play
DShe fixes breakfast for two in
Athe morning and drinks dark coffee at night
DWhoever she might be going to
Abed with, you can read about that in her Moleskine
C A C ABut she ain't ever gonna open up (no)
C AShe ain't ever gonna open up
Fm(no)
D#Not to no one
G DMy dear ramona
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