"Crawl (Parisian Cafe)" genre: Classic Rock
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	CD: Duluth - The Aesthetics Of Drowning   Label: OverDue Records Credits: Kristian Fjellstad: Vocals, Frode Kvisvik: Guitars, Kyrre Saetran: Bass, Freddy Bolsoe: Drums, Martin Bakken: Backing Vocals
	Story Behind the Song A little diddy from my early days in Paris Lyrics CRAWL (Parisian café) Words and music by Kristian Fjellstad Early evening, Gare Du Nord Parisian café Grumpy waiter, empty glasses -another bottle, s'il vous plait Is she sure they haven’t met before ‘round St.Germain Des Prés? She stole all his conversation from right under his nose He’d like to say something to get back on top but he just can’t seem to get close to her at all Aw man, he’d like to see her crawl He never did like Bach but he finds Mozart pretty mean And like her, he digs Coltrane And at night he reads Cèline Nothing like a candle, a joint and the "Voyage à bout de la nuit" He ain’t all that easy to figure out She's trying to make some connection She just can’t tell what he’s wanting for if it’s company, sex or affection or her soul Or if he just wants to see her crawl She offers to pay, gets up got to catch a train Going to Amsterdam for the weekend Some exhibition, art from Spain She’ll be back by the fifth perhaps they’ll meet again He writes down her phone number and stays to finish his cup wishes he’d said something to make her stay brought her home and had her up against the wall Aw, he’d like to see her crawl She heads for the station gets the metro instead Stops at St. Michel, buys a book to spend the week-end with in bed From a distance she can pick to pieces at least half of the things he’d said She salutes herself, well content she knows what games to play Some things are better left unsaid though she’d really like to stay she knows he’ll call And then she’ll make him crawl Early evening, Châtelet Parisian café Grumpy waiter, empty glasses -another bottle, s'il vous plait another bottle, s'il vous plait Lust and self-righteousness a dangerous combination We all like to indulge ourselves Don’t you just love that sensation of being in control When you watch somebody crawl

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