Rhine wine, Car horn Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around
And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town
Dribbled my possessions in a ring around the earth
And bought and sold my selfNow I know the reason that I'm feeling so forlorn
I'll pick you up at eight as usual, listen for my horn
Rhine wine, Car Horn.
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