Leonard Cohen
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I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music."

And then you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.


Mirror lyrics:

that's all, I don't even think of you that often.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,

and all of that jiving around.
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
you just turned your back on the crowd
And then you got away, didn't you babe,

we are ugly but we have the music."
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
but for me you would make an exception.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel

and all of that jiving around.
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,

probably still is for those of them left.
And that was called love for the workers in song
we were running for the money and the flesh.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
while the limousines wait in the street.
giving me head on the unmade bed,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,


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