Cleaning Windows - Van Morrison
    Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street

    Got in my nose
    As we carried our ladders down the street
    With the wrought-iron gate rows
    I went home and listened to Jimmie Rodgers in my lunch-break
    Bought five Woodbines at the shop on the corner
    And went straight back to work.

    Oh, Sam was up on top
    And I was on the bottom with the v
    We went for lemonade and Paris buns
    At the shop and broke for tea
    I collected from the lady
    And I cleaned the fanlight inside-out
    I was blowing saxophone on the weekend
    In that down joint.

    What's my line?
    I'm happy cleaning windows
    Take my time
    I'll see you when my love grows
    Baby don't let it slide
    I'm a working man in my prime
    Cleaning windows (number a hundred and thirty-six)

    I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon
    On the street where I was born
    Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee,
    Muddy Waters singin' "I'm A Rolling Stone"
    I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys' book on Zen
    Curiosity killed the cat
    Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" and "On The Road"

    What's my line?
    I'm happy cleaning windows
    Take my time
    I'll see you when my love grows
    Baby don't let it slide
    I'm a working man in my prime
    Cleaning windows...  
     

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