"cool down, papa, don’t you blow your top"
greenwich village, nyc.
"when you left i got so upset i walked around in circles and smoked a lot of cigarettes, i did all the things ex-lovers do"
"the lady sticks to me like white on rice, she never cooks the same way twice"
"maybe it’s the way she grates her cheese, or just the freckles on her knees"
the tenderloin. san francisco, california.
"i’ll remember your song, but i’ll forget your name"
off mission. san francisco, california.
"i’ll take the good with the bad. i’ll take the sweet with the sad"
san francisco, california.
"i’ll be back when i’m good and ready, california doesn’t seem to think i’m ready yet"