Was in the early evening and the sun was punching into my head outside a Stockholm cafe at the river's edge we sat and smiled we said how rich we were and how warm we felt with a cognac heart talked over women in a lonely voice and began to jive All the men are hungry, all the men are in search of time Was in a scene from
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