all the ashtrays in sight were in full blossom
he talked, he'd been so lonesome
his story had no tail, his story had no head
“don't worry”, i said
he's a real einstein and i don't lie
Albert Einstein, i'll stay behind
I saw her picture on the door of the fridge
i took the dead champagne, had a swig
i said, “she's got jolly wistful eyes”
and hid my pain and cries inside
he's quite often lost in thought
but when he talks he talks a lot and he never gives a smooth talk
i would let him measure the energy
of the whole mass of my body
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