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One-String Blues

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"One-String Blues" is a song originally composed and performed by Regina Spektor. The song is one of Regina's few guitar-based songs. "One-String Blues" was first performed on 2001-03-10 in Gelterkinden, Switzerland, though no recording of this performance exists. The song was performed live an additional five times with its final performance on 2003-05-11 at Barbès in New York, NY. "One-String Blues" was never officially recorded or released.

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Lyrics

Got me a pair of dreary eyes
Pale colour blue upon pale colour white
Sometimes they cry
Sometimes they dry
Pale colour blue upon pale colour white
Got me a pair of dreary eyes
And they tell no lies, oh

I got me some lips but they taste no sweet
I got me some lips but they taste no sweet
They're as dry as the old concrete
Beaten up New York street
And they taste no sweet
They taste no sweet

If only my baby would come back home to me
Oh, if only my baby would come back home to me
I would go to sleep with
Sugar on my tongue
I would go to sleep with
Sweetness in my lungs
I would go to sleep
Wrapped inside his skin
And I don't care what they say
But it ain't no sin
Oh, it ain't no sin
It ain't no sin

So, me and Poseidon, we been hanging around the water hole, and he says to me, he says
"Regina"
"Regina, I got no authority no more
No one waits to hear the sound of my flip-flops by the door
And all my little fish
Have gone to war"
So I says to him, I says
"Poseidon, dear
You're better off than me, I hear
'Cause I been taking all the wrong buses everywhere
Wrong buses, they lead me to wrong stops
Wrong stops, they lead me to wrong people
Wrong people, they take me nowhere fast"
So he says to me, he says
"Going nowhere fast"
Just 'cause he didn't want me speaking last
And I didn't think that was real polite

And he whips out his cigarettes and asks me for a light
And I say "no," and he says, "oh, baby"
And I say "no," and he says, "oh, baby"
And I say "no," and he says, "oh, baby"
And then he just doesn't speak
So we just sit there and stare
Finally he says, he says, "oh, hell"
And I try not to wince at his fishy smell
'Cause I didn't think that that was real polite
And he whips out his cigarettes and asks me for a light
And I say "no," and he says, "oh, baby"
And I say "no," and he says, "oh, baby"
And I say "no," and he says, "oh, baby"
And then he just, he just doesn't speak

Got me a pair of dreary eyes
Pale colour blue upon pale colour white
Sometimes they cry
Sometimes they dry
Pale colour blue like the dingy sky
Pale colour blue, pale colour blue
Pale colour blue upon pale colour white

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Song Facts

Release Status:

Unreleased

Originally By:

Original

Collaborators:

Solo

Alternate Titles:

N/A

Written:

Unknown

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First Official Release:

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First Live Performance:
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Song Stats

First Known Date:
Last Known Date:
Time Between First Known Date and Last Known Date:

about 2 years and 2 months

Time Between First and Last Performance:

about 2 years and 2 months

# of Appearances on Official Releases:

0

# of Times Performed Live:

6

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