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"The walls of this hotel are paper-thin
Last night I heard you making love to him
The struggle mouth to mouth and limb to limb
The grunt of unity when he came in
I stood there with my ear against the wall
I was not seized by jealousy at all."

Leonard Cohen CD Death of a Ladies'Man

Joni Mitchell referred to him as a "boudoir poet." This song is amazing, and somewhat discomfiting to listen to--and I'm saying that as a person who would 100% be standing there with my ear against the wall.