.[Verse 1]
There's a picture of Jesus lying in his mother's arms
Shuttered windows, cars humming on the street below
The fountain throbbed in the lobby of the Grand Hotel
We checked into room thirty-three, well well
You were a runaway flake of snow
You were skinn.
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