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In the beginning there was In the beginning we never Considered an ending Where we would settle for anything short of ridiculous We didn't have New York or Paris But you had a thumb hole in your cardigan And I give your camels to the vagabonds Immaculate mustache on our man in Hollywood I loved you when I was a waitress And I remember how the clock ticked Three a.m. in alphabet city A B C D just you and me Now we think in New York And in gray skies We think the same thing At the same time And we think too much And far too hard And now I'm talking too much About thinking I loved you when I was a waitress And I remember how the clock ticked Letras de cancionesThree a.m. in alphabet city A B C D just you and me I loved you when I was a waitress And I remember how the clock ticked Three a.m. in alphabet city A B C D just you and me From Letras Mania