Franklin Bruno
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In some suburb of your heart
Where lawns are manicured
The safety of my memory's assured
But there's an overcrowded part
Where old resentments gnaw
And multiply by exponential love
Love's got a ghetto and it wouldn't be wise
To walk all alone in the dark there
Love's got a ghetto and I wouldn't advise you park there
On some brilliant boulevard where all is gentrified
You stroll with some young suitor by your side
But how long can you disregard
The shady side of town
When all your oversights have fallen down?
"Why do you want to go there?"
Your jealous lover sighs
"Who could you possible know there?"
Your racist mother cries
You say you'll be fine alone
But once, dear, you were mine alone
And I know otherwise
Love's got a ghetto and it wouldn't be wise
To walk all alone in the dark there
Love's got a ghetto and I strongly advise
You clip on the glove when you park there
Love's got a ghetto that the businesses shun
The dealer replaces the grocer
Love's got a ghetto and I'm traveling one block closer
One block closer
One block closer
One block closer
One block closer!
One block closer!
One block closer!
One block closer!