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The Deborah Harry song catalog you find on this page was compiled by me, the webmaster, with the help of my personal record collection, booklets, biographies, setlists, ASCAP, the LoC (Library of Congress), articles and (live) bootlegs. It's my goal to create a page which features Deborah's complete musical body of work, no matter if Deborah was in any way musically involved herself or whether she contributed her own lyrics to a project. In order to keep up the standard of this page and to make it grow you can help by submitting song titles and/or information which are missing on this site. Every contribution is greatly appreciated. Official song lyrics were taken from booklets. I transcribed those songs myself where no official lyrics were available (with no guarantee for their accuracy). I apologize for possible errors and will gladly take corrections. I kindly ask you not to copy any of these lyrics from this page.
All song pages include links to the albums, singles and/or live albums which they were released on. Best Ofs and soundtracks were only listed if there is a special mix available on the record or the song title itself was previously unreleased.

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INFO

length: 3:49
written by: Deborah Harry
saxophone: Tom Scott
piano: Steve Goldstein
bass: Ray Brown

 

FEATURED ON

Autoamerican [album] (1980)

FACES

Faces cracked for reason beyond recognition his space is at the palace he sleeps for twenty five cents now he's wiping headlights windshields with an old rag it ain't nine to five down and dirty he's an old tramp. he poses like a dead man the night train passes by money's not the answer for princes and dancers he's standing under street lights he's thinking of his old life he lost his pretty young wife the corner is his big plan his brunch with Jim and jitters Boston blue laws ain't for shitters and newsprint is for cheaters cement mattress for believers now he's shooting power curves his buddies think he's got some nerve Missus Face had other lovers her arms smothered other numbers he freezes Christmas season all Saints protect him his face is cracked for reason beyond recognition

REMIXES & OTHER VERSIONS

[no official remixes available]

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