Текст песни In My Apartment - Philip Labes
Apt
A
is
cold
as
ice
because
she's
knows
she's
hot
Apt
B's
a
communist
but
hogs
the
parking
spot
And
Apt
C's
a
mystery
and
always
carries
cash
We'd
probably
be
frustrated
but
he's
where
we
get
our
stash
The
guy
who
lives
below
me
is
an
early
divorcé
And
the
gal
who
lives
above
me
got
her
heart
broke
yesterday
And
I
wonder
if
they're
meant
to
be
but'll
never
find
the
door
And
all
that's
in
their
way
is
just
my
ceiling
and
my
floor
And
when
I
got
mugged
my
neighbors
were
the
ones
that
rubbed
my
back
Living
thin
in
these
one-bedrooms
while
we
keep
our
landlord
fat
Yeah
it's
just
the
81
of
us,
the
laundry,
and
the
rat
But
I
don't
mind
it
In
my
apartment
There's
nothing
in
between
us
but
some
plaster
In
my
apartment
We
gossip
and
we
spy
and
we
have
sex
In
my
apartment
Never
asked
to
be
a
part
of
this
collective
Sharing
nothing
but
the
zip
code
on
our
checks
And
a
massive
complex
The
guy
across
the
hall
is
such
a
natural
with
plants
That
he
gets
a
pretty
garden
and
the
rest
of
us
get
ants
The
man
upstairs,
once
came
down,
and
told
us
to
be
fair
But
sometimes
I'm
not
even
sure
he
really
lives
up
there
The
girl
next
door
is
married,
but
I'm
holding
out
a
fight
'Cause
her
boy's
either
a
cheater,
or
he
just
works
at
night
There's
a
elderly
old
woman,
who
always
asks
me
for
the
time
She's
lived
her
since
the
seventies,
so
her
rent
is
half
of
mine
And
I
never
see
my
family,
and
I
don't
have
many
friends
And
it's
funny
to
imagine
that
the
day
I
reach
the
end
I'll
have
spent
more
time
with
strangers,
I
could
barely
comprehend
But
I
don't
mind
it
In
my
apartment
There's
nothing
in
between
us
but
some
plaster
In
my
apartment
We
gossip
and
we
spy
and
we
have
sex
In
my
apartment
Never
asked
to
be
a
part
of
this
collective
Sharing
nothing
but
the
zip
code
on
our
checks
And
a
massive
complex
And
if
I'm
lucky
enough
to
find
A
house
that's
cheap
enough
I
can
buy
I
know
I'll
get
peace
and
quiet
But
somehow
miss
the
screaming
and
crying
Of
eighty
people
all
living
and
dying
And
I
don't
mind
it
In
my
apartment
There's
nothing
in
between
us
but
some
plaster
In
my
apartment
We
gossip
and
we
spy
and
we
have
sex
In
my
apartment
Never
asked
to
be
a
part
of
this
collective
Sharing
nothing
but
the
zip
code
on
our
checks
You
live
next
door
right?
In
my
apartment
There's
nothing
in
between
us
but
some
plaster
In
my
apartment
We
gossip
and
we
spy
and
we
have
sex
In
my
apartment
Never
asked
to
be
a
part
of
this
collective
Sharing
nothing
but
the
zip
code
on
our
checks
And
a
massive
complex
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