Letra de Booth street

This mistily remembered friend
Just breezed into town,
pulling all the cobwebs out
and blowing my defenses down.
I think that I´ve been needin´
some of her spring cleanin´
now we´re gone.

If I´d known she was coming
I would have baked a cake.
But we´ll have to make
do with minimum chips and flake.
Let´s throw away the recipe,
let´s make it up.

I see you standing on Booth Street,
waiting on two feet there for me.
I see you, a full bag of fruit yeah,
I think that you suit me to a tee.

The heavenly choir now coming out of church.
To the altar I don´t walk I lurch.
Heaven knows I´m hard to please,
but I´m trying to change.

I see you standing on Booth Street,
waiting on two feet there for me.
I see you chewing your nails
yeah, it never fails to chew me up.

Been through it so many times that it seems.
I´m in the middle of a recurring dream
.
I see you standing on Booth Street,
waiting on two feet there for me.
I see you, your favorite shirt on.
I hear the word on the street is out.