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| She had hair | like Jeannie Shipton back |
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| in 1965, She had |
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| legs the never ended, I was |
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| halfway paralyzed |
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| She was tall a | nd cool and pretty and she |
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| dressed as black as coal, If she'd |
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| ask me to I'd murder, I would |
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| gladly lose my soul |
| CHORUS: |
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| Now i lie in bed and think of her |
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| sometimes i even weep, then I |
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| dream of her, be- |
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| -hind the wall of sleep |
| Well she held a bass guitar and she was |
| playing in a band and she |
| stood just like Bill Wyman, now I |
| am her biggest fan |
| Now I know I'm one of many who would |
| like to be your friend and I've |
| got to find a way to let you |
| know I'm not like them |
| CHORUS: |
| F | d | |
| Now i lie in bed and think of her |
| F | d | |
| sometimes i even weep, then I |
| Bb | |
| dream of her, be- |
| C | d | |
| -hind the wall of sleep |
| Got your number from a friend of mine |
| who lives in your hometown, called you |
| up to have a drink, your roomate |
| said you weren't around |
| Now I know i'm one of many who would |
| like to be your friend and I've |
| got to find a way to let you |
| know I'm not like them |
| CHORUS: |
| F | d | |
| Now i lie in bed and think of her |
| F | d | |
| sometimes i even weep, then I |
| Bb | |
| dream of her, be- |
| C | d | |
| -hind the wall of sleep |
| behind the wall of sleep |
| behind the wall of sleep |
| behind the wall of sleep |