rent - would you light my candle lyrics
roger: what’d you forget
mimi: got a light?
roger: i know you, you’re…you’re shivering
mimi: it’s nothing, they turned off my heat and i’m just a little weak on my feet. would you light my candle? what are you staring at?
roger: nothing, your hair in the moonlight. you look familiar. can you make it?
mimi: just haven’t eaten much today, at least the room’s stopped spinning anyway…what?
roger: nothing, your smile reminded me of…
mimi: i always remind people of…who is she?
roger: she died. her name was april
mimi: it’s out again…sorry ’bout you friend. would you light my candle?
roger: well…
mimi: yeah? ouch!
roger: oh the wax…it’s…
mimi: dripping…i like it between my
roger: …fingers, i figured…oh well, good night.
roger: it blew out again?
mimi: no, i think that i dropped my stash
roger: i know i’ve seen you out and about, when i used to go out. your candle’s out.
mimi: i had it when i walked in the door…it was pure. is it on the floor?
roger: the floor?
mimi: they say that i have the best -ss below 14th street, is it true?
roger: what?
mimi: you’re staring again.
roger: oh no! i mean you do…have a nice, i mean, you look familiar
mimi: like your dead girlfriend
roger: only when you smile, but i’m sure i’ve seen you somewhere else…
mimi: do you go to the cat scratch club? that’s where i work, i dance. help me look.
roger: yes! they used to tie you up.
mimi: its a living…
roger: i didn’t recognize you without the handcuffs
mimi: we could light the candle, oh won’t you light the candle?
roger: why don’t you forget that stuff, you look like you’re 16…
mimi: i’m 19 but i’m old for my age. i’m just born to be bad.
roger: i once was born to be bad…i used to shiver like that.
mimi: i have no heat, i told you
roger: i used to sweat
mimi: i got a cold
roger: uh huh, i used to be a junkie
mimi: now and then i like to…
roger: uh huh
mimi: feel good
roger: oh hear it…
mimi: what’s that?
roger: it’s a candy bar wrapper.
mimi: we could light the candle. oh what to do with my candle?
roger: that was my last match.
mimi: our eyes’ll adjust, thank god for the moon.
roger: maybe its not the moon at all…i hear spike lee’s shooting down the street.
mimi: bah humbug…bah humbug
roger: cold hands…
mimi: yours too…big, like my father’s. do you wanna dance?
roger: with you?
mimi: no, with my father
roger: i’m roger
mimi: they call me, they call me…mimi
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