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Rene and Georgette Magritte,
With their dog, after the war,
Returned to their hotelsuite
And they unlocked the door.
Easily losing their evening clothes
They dance by the light of the moon...
To The Penguins, The Moonglows, The Orioles,
and The Five Satins...
The deep forbidden music
They'd been longing for.
Rene and Georgette Magritte,
With their dog, after the war.
Rene and Georgette Magritte,
With their dog, after the war,
Were strolling down Christopher Street
When they stopped in a men's store,
With all of the mannequins
Dressed in the style
That brought tears to their
Immigrant eyes.
Just like The Penguins, The Moonglows,
The Orioles, and The Five Satins...
The easy stream of laughter
Flowing through the air.
Rene and Georgette Magritte,
With their dog, aprés la guerre...
Side by side, they fell asleep.
Decades gliding by like Indians
Time is cheap.
When they wake up they will find
All their personal belongings
Have intertwined.
Rene and Georgette Magritte,
With their dog, after the war,
Were dining with the power elite
And they looked in their bedroom drawer.
And what do you think
They have hidden away
In the cabinet cold of their hearts?
The Penguins, The Moonglows, The Orioles,
and The Five Satins...
For now and ever after
As it was before...
Rene and Georgette Magritte, with their dog,
After the war...

rené magritte (lessines, 1989 - brussel·les, 1967), les amants (oli sobre tela, 1928) [col·lecció privada: richard s. zeisler, nova york], i paul simon, rene and georgette magritte with their dog after the war, en hearts and bones (warner, 1983)