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[Verse 1]
It didn’t feel like Sunday
Didn’t feel like June
When he met his silent partner in that lonely corner room
That over looked the marquee
Of the Plaza all-adult
And he was not looking for romance
Just someone he could trust
[Chorus]
And it wasn’t no way to carry on
It wasn’t no way to live
But he could put up with it for a little while
He was working on something big
[Verse 2]
Speedball rang the night clerk
Said, „Send me up a drink”
The night clerk said „It’s Sunday man, wait a minute
Let me think
There’s a little place outside of town that might
Still have some wine”
Speedball said, „Forget it, can I have an outside line?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It was Monday when the daymaids
Found the still made bed
All except the pillows that lay stacked
Up at the head
And one said, „I know I’ve seen his face
I wonder how he is?
[Outro]
The other said, „Probably just another clown
Working on something big”
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