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Текст (слова) песни: Elliott Smith - Condor Ave

she took the oldsmobile out past condor ave
and she locked the car and slipped past
into rythmic queitude
lights burning
voice dry and hoarse
i threw the screen door like a bastard back and forth
the feel over each other
i fell onto my knees
the sound of the car driving off made me feel diseased
a sick like you hear at the fairground
now i`m picking up to put away anything of yours that`s still around
i don`t know what to do with your clothes or your letters
it`ll make a whisper out of you

she took the oldsmobile out past condor ave
the fairground`s lit
a drunk man sits by the gate she`s driving through
got his hat tipped bottle back in between his teeth
looks like he`s buried in the sand at the beach
i can`t think about you driving off to leave barely awake
to take a little nap while the road is straight
i wish that car had never been discovered
they took away the bottle and the hat he was under
that`s the one thing that he could never do
and it`ll make a whisper out of you

she took the oldsmobile out past condor ave
cops were running around the scene
looking for some kind of clue
they ever get uptight when a moth gets crushed
unless a light bulb really loved him very much
i`m lying down
blowing smoke from my cigarette
little whisper smoke signs you`ll never get
you`re in your oldsmobile driving past the moon
headlights burning bright ahead of you
and someone`s burning out on condor ave
trying to make a whisper out of you

what a shitty thing to say
did you really mean it?
you never said a word to me about what passed between us
so now i`m leaving you alone
you can do whatever the hell you want to

 

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