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I saw a heart shaped oil stain last night While walking home on Pike and Broadway Like a loving queen perched On her asphalt throne. She ruled the corner firmly Like a mother to her child, Like a lover to a daydream Or as magic tricks will rule a smile. She hid beneath a taxi as her Neighbors screamed and fought. The Shell station was her kingdom. Her castle was the parking lot. She wondered if one day She'd find a king to keep the drunks at bay, A gentle oil puddle That would never wash away. She was born from an old engine That had never really been maintained, A broken home beneath a hood That leaked each time it rained. She hadn't met her parents, SongtexteBut she heard that they resided An a sidewalk by a Texaco On eastern Staten Island. They never lived to learn That their daughter had become royalty. A hard working employee Scrubbed their bodies to the street. Aus Songtexte Mania