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The room's spinning again
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She can't seem to remember getting into this mess
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Don't try and pick her face up off the floor
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And all the while she waits for sleep
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That never comes, she'll twist her feet
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They tangle in the crumpled sheets
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She's always in
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He's tired of borrowed beds and feeling nothing
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As living takes its toll upon his teeth
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His kisses don't seem hungry any more
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And all the while he waits for sleep
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That never comes, he'll twist his feet
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They tangle in the crumpled sheets
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He stumbles in all shining eyed with laughter
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She's never been that steady on her feet
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They fall together blindly to the floor
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And all the while he softly sleeps
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She lies awake and listens to him breathing
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Entangled in the crumpled sheets
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They're always in
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And all the while he softly sleeps
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She lies awake and listens to him breathing
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Entangled in the crumpled sheets
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Beds
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| Linoleum |
