- I got the style but not the grace,
- I am the passenger and I ride and I ride
- I got the clothes but not the face- I ride through the city's backsides
- I got the bread but not the butter
- I see the stars come out of the sky
- I got the winda but not the shutter
- Yeah, the bright and hollow sky, You know it looks so good tonight
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