Lyrics Nica - Frank Turner
Calm
down
Nica
You
don′t
have
to
wait
outside
of
the
Stanhope
For
the
doctor
Charlie
Parker
woke
up
in
your
apartment
On
the
sofa
And
he'll
be
fine,
once
he′s
walked
it
off
And
he'll
meet
you
In
the
front
row
of
the
Five
Spot
around
midnight
So
load
up
the
Bentley
And
bring
the
hollowed
out
bible
with
the
whiskey
52nd
Street
No
phone
calls
from
the
cops
or
from
your
family
Can
reach
you
They
all
know
you,
you're
famous
in
your
fur
coat
With
Thelonius
The
high
priest
and
the
baroness
The
cats,
all
called
you
a
butterfly
But
that′s
not
quite
right
Pannonica
is
a
moth
Known
to
come
alive
in
the
dark
of
night
She
might
flutter
by
your
table
She
might
whisper
something
secret
in
your
ear
"You
only
need
to
hear
one
piece
of
advice
Each
of
us
only
gets
one
life"
So
calm
down
Nica
You
don′t
have
to
drive
on
down
to
Baltimore
Anymore
The
Cabaret
Card's
waiting
in
the
morning
mail
Your
mercy
missions
for
musicians
didn′t
fail
The
unyears,
they
are
over
You're
forever
black,
brown,
beige
The
bebop
baroness
The
cats,
they
called
you
a
butterfly
But
that′s
not
quite
right
Pannonica
is
a
moth
Known
to
come
alive
in
the
dark
of
night
She
might
flutter
by
your
table
She
might
whisper
something
secret
in
your
ear
"You
only
need
to
hear
one
piece
of
advice
Each
of
us
only
gets
one
life"
Nica
spent
hers
flying
She
was
freer
than
the
French
She
always
said
"Just
listen
to
the
music,
man
And
throw
your
heart
over
the
fence
And
the
rest
will
follow"
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