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Lyrics for 'Telephone Call From Istanbul' by 'Tom Waits'
All Night Long On The Broken Glass
Livin In A Medicine Chest
Mediteromanian Hotel Back
Sprawled Across A Roll Top Desk
The Monkey Rode The Blade On An
Overhead Fan
They Paint The Donkey Blue If You Pay
I Got A Telephone Call From Istanbul
My Baby's Coming Home Today
Will You Sell Me One Of Those If I Shave My Head
Get Me Out Of Town Is What Fireball Said
Never Trust A Man In A Blue Trench Coat
Never Drive A Car When You're Dead
Saturday's A Festival
Friday's A Gem
Dye Your Hair Yellow
And Raise Your Hem
Follow Me To Beulah's On
Dry Creek Road
I Got To Wear The Hat That My Baby Done Sewed
Take Me Down To Buy A Tux
On Red Rose Bear
Got To Cut A Hole In The Day
I Got A Telephone Call From Istanbul
My Baby's Coming Home Today
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