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Sixty Six Copyright 2001 by Adam Selzer. All rights reserved, ASCAP I spend my nights at the Salvadore Deli Eating bowls of chili that are hotter than hell Talking to some old fellow who speaks Three languages poorly and no language well Slicer stole the paper and he's sitting at the bar Freddie's digging out a couple pennies from the jar CHORUS And the old men all play 66 With the cards They all play 66 In the corners They all play 66 And they won't deal me in Lila ran away on a bitter old night From a Foster Freeze outside of St. Mark's Clearing Grabs a seat in my booth and she plays with a spoon Says "I'm way too young to be this world weary" Casts a throwaway glance at the late night clerks And pets a tiny kitten that she keeps in her purse Chorus It's raining again and I'm all out of change Barely awake but I don't want to sleep Freddie's outside and Slicer disappeared And Lila moves over puts her hand on my knee But I just look out the window, my thoughts are still on you And I wonder if you're staring at a rainy evening, too Chorus November 2001
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