And If It's Not True
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Most of my evenings I spend on my own
Playing flamenco guitar
Next year I sing Barcelona for me
Late nights in dark Spanish bars
Sipping my whiskey then having one more
Smoking my black cigarettes
Asking Dolores to come home with me
Knowing I'll have no regrets
And if it's not true
What harm can it do?
I know what I know
And I go where I go
And if it's not real
Well I know what I feel
So if it's not true
What harm can it do?
Sometimes on Sundays I stroll through the park
Down by the carousel
Hearing the children ride round in delight
To a tune by my old friend Ravel
One that he sang for me one rainy night
As I walked with him down by the Seine
Oh how I love Paris, the music, the fun
I go there again and again
And if it's not true
What harm can it do?
I know what I know
And I go where I go
And if it's not real
Well I know what I feel
So if it's not true
What harm can it do?
All those impressionists up at the Met
I go there whenever I can
It's bonjour to Vincent, bravo to Henri
But the one that I love is Cรฉzanne
And over his shoulder I silently watch
As the small canvas bursts into flame
We stop at the inn on the way back to town
And join the old men in their games
And if it's not true
What harm can it do?
I know what I know
And I go where I go
And if it's not real
Well I know what I feel
So if it's not true
What harm can it do?