Girl Next Door to the Methadone Clinic
Previously floating around the web in an inferior version, here is a much better quality version of the demo for Love In The 4th, the source of the vocal used on the version over at https://www.walterbeckermedia.com/forum/rarities-unreleased/love-in-the-4th-aka-lies-i-can-believe Love in the 4th (Demo) (a.k.a. Lies I Can Believe) Walter Becker and Dean Parks Zeon Music: Runaway Inflation © 1992 Round and round - The words are spinning Why don't we take it - From the beginning I know it hurts but - Babe don't you worry Let's take our time honey - What's the hurry? Your eyes are moving - Yes I can see them The words are soothing - Why don't I believe them? Your eyes are beaming - But I can't receive them You say our love just - Needs some attention Maybe it's stuck in - The fourth dimension You say it wants more - Kissage and huggage Maybe it just got - Lost with our luggage Maybe our love just - Needs space to grow in A place to go to - A vector to grow in Maybe what I need's - A towel to throw in Don't you remember that rainy night? Riding the dog in the pale moonlight Making love up in the very last row Lord have mercy - Halfway to Jersey Spare me the details, the guts and glory The truth is just another story Why don't you give me Why don't you give me Lies I can believe? I never said I was a diplomat I guess I got no country to be true to Don't you tell me not to be like that Don't you blame me when I do like you do Life is a gamble - You're never ready The sands are shifting but - The winds are steady They never let up - So keep your head up Don't let 'em blow you away To every man goes - His share of passion But I'm way under - The legal ration I think you nailed it - Right down to the letter It's getting older - But it ain't getting better Maybe our love just - Needs a vacation The train is rolling - Out of the station Across the platform - Another train is pulling in Lovers sighing in exotic places Holding hands with all the aces Making love up on the captain's table All the way, all the way home I see my past stretched out before me The truth is just another story Why don't you give me Why don't you give me Lies I can believe?