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Maybe I'm lost...
Watch while my mind starts to go...
Maybe I dribble a little.
Maybe I'm lost...
I only put up a front.
Losing the fear for the hunt.
Address me as Madame Kluseau!
People all tell me to go, to go, and jump off a bridge!
Where's my house?
Maybe it's time to relax.
Sell insurance and pack up your sax.
Buy a chateau au sud de la Bronx.
Maybe they're right.
They say I should bolt.
Take a train on the fifth of July.
I'll pack some apples and eau de cologne.
Maybe I'll try, I'll try, I'll try and blow up a bridge!
I'd be staring at tugboats in June
And what is the name of this tune?
Turning tricks on the boat to Calais.
I'd be Queen for a day.
Then I'd settle for luck.
Daily Double at old Aqueduct.
I'd fill my pockets with sheckles and juice.
Put my winnings to use.
And go, and go, and blow up a bridge!
Where's my house?
What's my name?
Where am I?
Who are you?