Crying on a plane to new york new york
No permit to work nor play
Green card did you get a green card?

Its only a short stay -
Traveling alone fans flames
Smokeless smouldering

I depart without declaration

Almost feeing i could become someone

Except for the hem of my skirts undone
Achilles heel clumsy hole
Somebody stop me baring my soul


Guilt-ridden provoking
One part my mother with the favour-prompting

Stranger prodding to see how things feel
Just out of sight


Im perfecting imperfection
Thats what i tell myself
I tell myself

There is no-body else

Stewards a sleaze lives in queens

Aims to please to meet his kind of girl
See the world travel by token air-fares


Now i lie on a gay friends sofa
Shakespeares cuckold throws a blanket over
My many manhattans tourist whims

Meat-packing district my chelsea mourning

He takes us out for hard-boiled eggs

Salt-beef bagel oh hes got good legs
But the whiskey comes up the rain pours down
No real cure in this grid-locked town


Im perfecting imperfection
Thats what i tell myself

I tell myself
There is no-body else


Perfecting imperfection
Thats what ill tell them when
The flights are flown the men are all kissed

When theres nowhere left to yearn

Still i feel a shell breaking

Not sure whose sure im not faking
When was my lord so ungently tempered
Stopped his ears with my lack of repentance

Lack of repentance
Repentance.