Keys (Marianna) - Live

Hey, Mr. L.A, I know a place that you can stay
Right next door to here is a nice flat, yeah, it's okay
The roommate's gone to Spain
The place is sloppy, it's insane
But, the sun shines through big windows
Only Dracula would complain
No one's ever there, you'll have your peace
There's a view and a bottle of gin
She's back in, oh, two or three weeks
Her room would be all yours 'til then
So here's the keys
My keys

Here is my address, you see, it's really quite a mess
But take them, please
My keys
I've got an extra set back at the place
So take mine now
That's just in case you'll need
My keys
My keys

She had a crazy mixed up flat
He wasn't thinking about that
You know the bed was kinda hard
A prison cot-cum-yoga mat
Ten thousand paintings everywhere
She was kind of an acrobat
Oh, you were lucky to find a chair
The sweetest dump in which he'd sat
She had nude photos everywhere
From freaky-deaky to plain arty
Some of her girlfriends showered there
As you can see, Amsterdam's a party!

I appreciate this more than you could ever know
I promise I won't break a thing
Don't promise, you never know
My place ain't all that wonderful
But I hope you find it comfortable
So please, take my keys
The faucets leak, the cupboard's bare
My underwear are everywhere!
But please, take my keys
Take my keys

And after so long, feelin' so alone
I feel like pickin' up the phone
And callin' up that place called home
To say I've found a brand new family
Where I can be that thing called me
No more sayin' "Uncle" to Uncle Sam
I'm tellin' L.A just where I am
Color me Amsterdam
Amsterdam