We first met it was raining
In a house with bay windows
And all the fitting and fixtures
And a catalogue of injury

She磔 got a credo in underground movies
Her father is a lawyer
Who paid for the fitting and fixtures
And a house with bay windows

And I� calling from a Baltimore Hotel
Don� let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You磓e on a limb again
calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don� let it ring again
Your movies are your own
Don� let him in again

Four weeks later in April
I took her to the doctors
Said "I磺e no prescription"
For compromised solution

And I� calling from a Baltimore Hotel
Don� let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You磓e on a limb again
calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don� let it ring again
Your movies are your own
Don� let him in again

Ten years
Caught in a trap by my own cunning
Thought I was smart
Thought I was dying
For years
I lived in a flat without water running
Thought it was smart
Thought it was funny

I'm writing in memoirs
The underground press remain faithful
Ghost writing her memoirs
Maybe we�l get it on cable