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We went down to the old part of town by the stinking canal and the cotton mill Under a ghetto palm wiith her bicycle shorts on With a gesture she said to me I really must confess I'd like to get undressed with you And though the thought had never really crossed my mind Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along We went out under the turning leaves The fetid earth was damp and cool Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck All innocence, it was lost I really must confess I'm feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed And I have always taken more than I have given back And as a matter of fact, I've given nothing up. Aus Songtexte Mania