Belgian Bar

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We were living in a nice hotel on the avenue Louise 
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Workin on a project there it was just my man and me 
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I was unattached back then like a puppet off his feet 
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A crazy pile of broken strings only one I had to keep 
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We walked around the corner saw the lights of a little bar 
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The mood there made me curious a chance to forget awhile  
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Inside a couple of tables a couple rock 'n roll cassettes 
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I was drinkin rum that night with the barmaid speakin French 
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I wonder just how things have changed 
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I wonder where you are 
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And I wonder if a young French girl 
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Still works in a Belgian bar 
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Brussels in October the yellow gray's all I recall 
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The rain ran on forever like the wires on a trolley car 
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Walkin down the new wet streets ancient wind blowin through my heart 
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The only face I couldn't see was the face of my true love 
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I dreamed about the lights of Nice the rust rocks of the coast 
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I dreamed about a frozen path to the one I missed the most 
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Then I guess it wasn't long before I was on my feet again 
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It must have happened someplace quiet cause I don't remember when 
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I wonder just how things have changed 
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I wonder where you are 
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And I wonder if a young French girl 
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Still works in a Belgian bar 
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When I look over my shoulder from the window of my train 
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I think about my man again who I heard has moved to Spain 
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We worked hard and we traveled some through France and Italy 
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When it rained down hard in Brussels it poured on you and me 
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And when my eyes got tangled in the honey colored hair 
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Of the girl that poured the drinks that night when we were talkin 
there 
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She had eyes that seemed to drink us up and a crooked little smile 
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When we sailed off for the starry night 
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And forever took a little while 
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I wonder just how things have changed 
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I wonder where you are 
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And I wonder if a young French girl 
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Still works in a Belgian bar