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I'll be the grapes fermented,Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suitLike a perfect gentlemenI'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brickWhere you will sit and contemplate your dayI'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowningIn an open tab when your judgment's on the brinkI'll be the phonograph that plays your favoriteAlbums back as you're lying there drif
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