For you I¡¯d try to make it rain in the desert.
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I¡¯d ask the mountains to kneel down, pick you up
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And give you the perfect rose in the middle of winter.
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I'd ask the angels to sing to you, from up above.
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I just can't get out, I can't get out, can't get out of bed.
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If I could I surely would do everything that I said.
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I, I can't get out... of bed.
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For you I'd end all forms of war, confrontation.
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I'd bridge the gap between the poor and the millionaires.
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I'd declare your eyes another constellation.
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I'd find the gold mines in every strand of your hair.
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I just can't get out, I can't get out, I can't get out of bed.
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If I could I surely would do everything that I said.
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I, I can't get out... of bed.
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Don't call me a liar, don't say I'm a fraud,
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I thought all that really counts it was the thought, the thought.
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For you I'd crush coal in my hands, to give you jewels.
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I'd consider life a game and I'd let you make up the rules.
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I'd start a new religion based on your silhouette.
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I'd have the clouds spell out your name in every alphabet.
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I just... can't get out, I can't get out, I can't get out of bed.
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If I could I surely would do everything that I said.
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I, I can't get out...
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Oh I, I can't get out... of bed.
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Out Of Bed
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| Adam Cohen |
