LEONARD COHEN - Don't Go Home With Your Hard - On lyrics

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I was born in a beauty salon

My father was a dresser of hair

My mother was a girl you could call on

When you called she was always there

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But don't go home with your hard-on

It will only drive you insane

You can't shake it (or break it) with your motown

You can't melt it down in the rain

I've looked behind all of the faces

That smile you down to your knees

And the lips that saycome ontaste us

And when you try tothey make you say please

Here comes your bride with her veil on

Approach heryou wretchif you dare

Approach heryou ape with your tail on

Once you have her she'll always be there

So I work in that same beauty salon

I'm chained to the old masquerade

The lipstickthe shadowthe silicone

I follow my father's trade

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