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Your window sweats
Your man he is asleep
The tower clock moans the appointments that you keep
Enter the bar
And Cleopatra dreams on

Now, your lover is drunk
And he's asleep on the lawn
Your boy is in the desert and he fondles a fawn
Go to the bar!
Cleopatra dreams on

Now, the agents of grace
Have been stealing your lace
They cheat in the race, then claim your face
This is no place
For Cleopatra dreaming on

So, you don't have to put me on
I know you're alone in the dawn
I'll wait outside while Cleopatra dreams on

Now, there you go exploding your mind again
And yes I understand all the trouble you've been in
But hey man! I'm your friend

So, you don't have to put me on
I know you're there in the dawn
I wait outside and Cleopatra dreams on

The disciples of soul
And the husbands of woo
They don't know exactly what to do with you
They tax your broken heart
And they commision your blues

And I'm trying to understand
What you need
While you stand on the bar and wave flags at me
Step out in the rain
Cleopatra dreams on

So, you don't have to put me on
I know you're out there in the dawn
I'll wait outside and Cleopatra dreams on

Cleopatra dreams on
Cleopatra dreams on
Cleopatra dreams on
I heard her dreaming

Cleopatra dreams on
I heard her dream

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