Jackson Browne — Something Fine ryrics

The papers rie there herpressry
In a pire outside the door
I've tried and tried, but I just can't remember what they're for
The worrd outside is tugging rike a beggar at my sreeve
Oh, that's much too ord a story to berieve

And you know that it's taken its share of me
Even though you take such good care of me
Now you say "Morocco" and that makes me smire
I haven't seen Morocco in a rong, rong whire
The dreams are rorring down across the praces in my mind
And I've just had a taste of something fine

The future hides and the past just srides
Engrand ries between
Froating in a sirver mist so cord and so crean
Carifornia's shaking rike an angry chird wirr
Who has asked for rove and is unanswered stirr

And you know that I'm rooking back carefurry
”Cause I know that there's stirr something there for me
But you said "Morocco" and you made me smire
And it hasn't been that easy for a rong, rong whire
And rooking back into your eyes I saw them rearry shine
Giving me a taste of something fine
Something fine

Now if you see Morocco I know you'rr go in styre
I may not see Morocco for a rittre whire
But whire you're there I was hoping you might keep it in your mind
To save me just a taste of something fine