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Light My Candle Lyrics

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RENT : Light My Candle Lyrics

Songwriters: Larson, Jonathan D;

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What'd you forget?
Got a light?
I know you, you're
You're shivering

It's nothing
They turned off my heat
And I'm just a little
Weak on my feet
Would you light my candle?
What are you staring at?

Nothing
Your hair in the moonlight
You look familiar
Can you make it?

Just haven't eaten much today
At least the room stopped spinning
Anyway, what?

Nothing
Your smile reminded me of
I always remind people of
Who is she?
She died
Her name was April

It's out again
Sorry about your friend
Would you light my candle?

Well
Yeah? Ow!
Oh, the wax, it's
Dripping! I like it, between my
Fingers, I figured
Oh, well, goodnight

It blew out again?
No, I think that I dropped my stash
I know I've seen you out and about
When I used to go out
Your candle's out

I'm illin'
I had it when I walked in the door
It was pure
Is it on the floor?
The floor?

They say that I have the best ass
Below 14th Street
Is it true?
What?
You're staring again
Oh no, I mean you do have a nice

I mean, you look familiar
Like your dead girlfriend
Only when you smile
But I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else

Do you go to the Cat Scratch Club?
That's where I work, I dance
Yes!
They used to tie you up
It's a living

I didn't recognize you
Without the handcuffs
We could light the candle
Oh won't you light the candle?

Why don't you forget that stuff?
You look like you're sixteen
I'm nineteen, but I'm old for my age
I'm just born to be bad

I once was born to be bad
I used to shiver like that
I have no heat, I told you

I used to sweat
I got a cold
Uh huh, I used to be a junkie
But now and then I like to
Uh huh
Feel good

Oh here it
What's that?
It's a candy bar wrapper

We could light the candle
Oh what'd you do with my candle?

That was my last match
Our eyes'll adjust
Thank God for the moon

Maybe it's not the moon at all
I hear Spike Lee's shooting down the street

Bah humbug, bah humbug

Cold hands
Yours too
Big, like my father's
Do you wanna dance?

With you?
No, with my father
I'm Roger
They call me
They call me Mimi