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Nina Gordon

Nina Gordon

Number One Camera

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So here I go,
I know this feeling awfully well,
I could build a camera custom made,
To tape record the smell,
Of the perfume that we used to share,
Until you spilled it on the floor,
What more,
Could anybody ask for.

I remember you, polaroid,
The glitter and the glue and all that noise,
I should probably sort of miss you,
But I see you all the time, polaroid.

Up up and away in my beautiful clich,
I have wasted too much precious time pretending Im o.k.
I better get out of the kitchen next time,
When I can not stand the heat,
My feet,
Were colder than the hebrides,

I remember you, polaroid,
The glitter and the glue and all that noise,
I should probably sort of miss you,
But I see you all the time, Polaroid

We were bored there was nothing else to do,
Playing records and posing in the nude,
It was dirty mind so it was cool,
And I always thought Id know you.

Everybody knew the score,
They knew they could not trust us,
But I could peel you like a pear,
And God would call it justice.
Oh, I guess theres nothing left to do,
But live with just the memory of you,
I do,
In sixties pink and light blue

I remember you, polaroid,
The glitter and the glue and all that noise,
I should probably sort of miss you,
I should probably sort of miss you,
I should probably kind of miss you,
But I see you all the time, Polaroid

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