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Oh the turbines pound Your plane touches down The captain catches your eye And all the city crows Perched high and low On wires watch you walk by Oh your hair has changed Your room's rearranged Someone's been sleeping inside And the curtains closed On all your windows To block out the fried chicken sign Roll on Arte, roll on Oh your heart is too good for this town Your eyes cast through the glass At my so sorry manniquin frown The porter sings As he begins To clean up the mess that we've made And the christmas trees Are cast on the street And garbage trucks block Hooper lane Well my head is in pain But I can't complain Letras de cancionesCause my sweetheart waits down the line And I will be In a house by the sea Or even if just in my mind Roll on Arte, roll on Oh your heart is too good for this town Your eyes cast through the glass At my sorry American frown Oh my mouth aint fed My lips aint cherry red And my grin might show my bad teeth And all the people I pass Give me a glance As if I'm some lower class freak But to you I'm fine And I'm in your mind Even if I'm not around In my arms I am strong And thats where you belong Give em the love that we've found Roll on Arte, roll on Oh your heart is too good for this town My eyes cast through the glass At your so sorry Marylyn frown At your so sorry Marylyn frown From Letras Mania