Гарик Сукачёв Telephone call from Istanbul

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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
Nevertrust 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...
I got to wear the hat that my baby made...