Lyrics from The Ballad of Tindersticks, by Tindersticks, 1997, from the album "Curtains"...
Up to Sunset
We creep up the drive to the Chateau
The suite Belushi died in ...
Or the one Morrison hung out of the window
Oh, I’ll go for Jim’s
I would fancy a little window-hanging myself, tonight, man
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