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One of these days gonna make it back |
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Might just make it back to your mattress |
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One of these days gonna make it back |
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Might just make it back to your floor |
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Sneak my weight under the door |
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Slide in across your floorboards |
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Most of the time her brain goes fast |
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Her mind moves more than her mouth |
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It makes for a certain sort of messing up |
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Of the words that ought fall out |
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OoohOoohOoohOooh |
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OoohOoohOoohOooh |
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One of these days gonna make it back |
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Might just make it back to your mattress |
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One of these days gonna make it back |
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Might just make it back to your floor |
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But I've got this thing you see |
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This thing about self-sufficiency |
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It'll be the end of me |
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And I wanted it to, to join in with you |
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To take off my shoes and socks forever more |
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Flying across the floor |
