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While a frozen beer glass
melts in the heat,
a Motorhead tee shirt
gets played on repeat.
my overdressed legs
are stuck to the seat,
when I close my mind
I can hear the beach.
 
So I'm falling forward  
back to the crime,
my eyes are seasick
guess you must be blind.
On days like these
we can take all the time
and all I can do is smile.
 
The toilets are through
a back room bar  
where bald old men  
sit smoking cigars
I ask for a light  
and they show me their scars
while flamenco's dance
to a Spanish guitar.
 
So I'm falling forward  
back to the crime
my eyes are seasick
guess you must be blind
on days like these
we can take all the time
and all I can do is smile.  
 
The TV speaks so fast on the wall
a coat hanger aerial catches it all
terracotta tiles bake under my feet,
the news reader speaks 7 languages
and I'm only here for two weeks.
 
By the second day  
they remember my name,  
they know what I drink
well it's always the same.
All the old men  
are in hats and vests
they invite me over
for a game of chess.
 
The toilets are through
a back room bar  
where bald old men  
sit smoking cigars
I ask for a light  
and they show me their scars
while flamenco's dance
to a Spanish guitar.
 
So I'm falling forward  
back to the crime
my eyes are seasick
guess you must be blind
on days like these
we can take all the time
and all I can do is smile.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Razzerleaf
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Author's Note
Have you ever found that little place on holiday that fits like a glove, for a double espresso in the morning and an Ice cold beer in the afternoon.
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