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They're wakin' up maria 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion with her head. rolls over
And says she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
have done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just about everyone
She says, I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my mind what I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and older and older
And always a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little less than you
expected somehow
Well I stumbled into washington square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked across the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the shadow of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these late model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of elvis in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just like me
And I want every damn thing I can see.
You know one day you're daddy's little angel,
The next day you're everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of wings
In august and everything after, I'm after everything.
I said lalalalalalalalalala
Well I got my reservations
and I got my seven-million dollar home
And I got the number of some girl in New York City
whos always wide awake
so I never have to spend the night alone
I got this nasty little habit
of peekin down the shirts of all the little girls
as they pass me by
And I wonder when it all catches up to me
and I finally break down now
Did you think I was gonna cry?
Well I already got my disease
So take your fuckin filthy hands off of me
Well I hope you dont expect me to be crucified
The best that they can do
is just hang me from the nearest tree
Cause its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything after
I want somebody else to bleed for me
I said lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North Dakota
Cause I had confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is turning showgirl
and dancing with their shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel line
So Im going to New York City
Cause it got a little sleazy here for me
I'm gonna find myself alone
You know I'm never coming home
You make the changes the changes that you need
But I no longer know how to pray
I live in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots over and over
but they never seem to fade away
I am the last remaining Indian
looking for the place where the buffalo roam
In August and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin home
In August and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin home
lalalalalalalalala

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