Letras:
To Write Love On Her Arms Love Is The Movement

our blood, control clenched within our fists Shes known such great pain and suffering There is no way around what she is going, to do Her arms are covered

s a vegetarian . . . Okay now, Phyllis is here . . . Phyllis . . . Phyllis: Who's Phyllis? FZ: No, no, no, Phyllis is the girl that's the, my assistant editor on the, on

to me, it takes tiles to tango. Come on. JOE No, no, not on the same floor as Valentino! NORMA Oh come on, come on, come on. Get up. Follow me. And

uh, connection in her past, in her childhood of something. Maybe her father didn't demonstrate enough uh, affection for her. It's a . . . Phyllis: Oh