This is a token of words unspoken to you
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Honey, I¡¯m feelin' reelin' and squealin' for you
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Why don't you tell me
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One way or another
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That you'd rather be
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Your father and mother.
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This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams,
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I get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene.
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I¡¯m something far away
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It doesn't matter what I say.
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You've got your simple plays
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You're safely tucked away.
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Are you happy? Are you happy?
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This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams,
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I get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene.
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I close my eyes on your soft guitar....
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This is feelin'
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This is squealin'
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This is reelin'.. .
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Feelin', Reelin', Squealin'
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| Kevin Ayers |
