I was looking for a court to hold
Hard-pressed woman, unimpressed, she'd heard it all
She said, "I like your face, that should be enough
Look, it's raining like a film noir"
Hard-pressed woman listened as I carried on
I offered up my coat, she offered up her shirt
Waiting for the train, ventilation blows up her skirt
Hooked me with a wit as clean as glass
Hard-pressed woman with a hair across her ass
The singing of her keys, the clicking of a latch
She said, "This could be my best advice"
Hard-pressed woman pouring something over ice
No lotions in a bath, no powders when it's done
No paper on the panes to filter out the morning sun
As it settles down, you're more eccentric every year
A microscopic view of something I could never get near
I woke up and she was sound asleep
Hard-pressed woman softly pressing up to me
A smoky mess of hair, the scratchiness of feet
A muffled car alarm screaming in the empty street
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