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The Capp Street Girls Lyrics - Artist : Decemberists, The
Oh, the Cap Street girls
With their pretty curls and bows And the lonely lights in their eyes How I long to lie On a summer's day in there In the arms of the Cap Street girls When I was young I had thought They're just pretty painted ladies Waving fans from their chez lounge in Devans But then I grew old And I learned Of the pleasures that were waiting In their powdered bosoms Bottomless It was torture for a man Should he land in the hands of the Cap Street girls Oh, the Cap Street girls Their pretty curls and bows And the lonely light in their eyes How I long to ride On a summer's night in there In the arms of the Cap Street girls Then came the day When they came to tear down all the buildings Making way for the Cap Street fair And all the girls disappeared To Woolworth's and Hennesey's Selling clothes and pantyhose How it all just slipped away Still I pray for the days Of the Cap Street girls Oh, the Cap Street girls Their pretty curls and bows And the lonely light in their eyes How I long to lie On a summer's night in there In the arms of the Cap Street girls |
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