Thursday, February 23, 2006

Or better yet:

"If I had my way
I'd just walk through those doors
And wander
Down the Champs Elysees
Going cafe to cabaret
Thinking how I'll feel when I find
That very good friend of mine"

Yeah, that's more like it.

Quitting the job, subletting the apartment, running off on a cheap fare for a couple months would really fit the bill.


nappy40 said...

Oh yeah!

Be said...

Am not a huge fan of the city, but wouldn't mind one where they didn't speak English, where there was a decent cafe culture and where I actually might run into a very good friend of mine (snort).

Am going to listen to that album as soon as I get home tonight, gosh darnit.