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| Judybats Native Son Convalescing In Spain Convalescing in Spain Trying to purge this sickness You started in me At the outdoor cafes Trying to cool this fever Drink, relief, recovery In the scratchy shade Of a dusty almond tree Boozing it up with friends I've made Yeah, we laugh till we cry They don't know my mind Is oceans away The people really like me here My Spanish is getting better But all I want to do is Break away from them And write you another letter That I'll never send I fold them into boats Set them afloat in the Neighborhood pool The children love them till they Sink and say, "Hagame uno mas! Esos son muy cool!" Running on the beach Over the rocky part I can almost forget that Forgetting is the hardest part That letting go Is only a state of mind That love is impure That love is blind I'm talkin' blinkers, baby Running on the beach Over the rocky part I can almost forget that Forgetting is the hardest part Convalescing in Spain I've been keeping a diary And I must be getting well Cause I write less of you And more of me Things like Did we sleep through the best part? Did we cry through the worst part? Did we chinga through the good days? Did we get stuck with the end? Don't we cry when someone Steals the show Hate when it's someone we know? Perhaps this is the best part Convalescing in Spain Perhaps this is the best part Convalescing in Spain ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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