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| | Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old | piano. Trying | hard to capture |
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| the moment this mornig I | don't know 'cause a | bottle of vodka is still lodged |
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| in my head and some | blond gave me nightmares, I think that she's still in my |
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| | bed. As I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dea | d |
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| With an | ironclad fist I wake up and french kiss the m | orning. While some |
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| | marching band keeps its own beat in my head while we're t | alking. Abou | t all |
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| of the things that I l | ong to believe about lo | ve and the truth and what you |
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| mean to me, and the | truth is baby you'r all that I n | eed. |
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| I want to | lay you d | own on a | bed of | roses. For to | night I | sleep on a | bed of |
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| n | ails. I want | to be just as | close as the | holy | ghost is and | lay | you d | own on |
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| Well I'm | so far away that each step that I take is on my | way home. A king's |
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| r | ansom in dimes I'd give each night, to see through this p | ayphone. Still | I |
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| run out of time or it's | hard to get through. Till the b | ird on the wire flies |
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| me back to you. I'll ju | st close my eyes and whisper, Baby blind love is t | rue |
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| I want to | lay you d | own on a | bed of | roses. For to | night I | sleep on a | bed of |