Your mailbox is always empty
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And your landlord always complains
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And you try to forget your past
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But it's just adding to your pain
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And it's time for one more cigarette
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Yes, I slept on your satin pillows
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They felt like a second skin
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You needn't have looked so helpless there
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I was the moth stuck on your pin
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Sleeping, I am the sleeper
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Sleeping, I am the sleeper
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Oh it used to feel so right
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Everything seemed new
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I haven't changed
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It isn't me that's what's wrong with you
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Sleeping, I am the sleeper
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The sun came up and you'd come back
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The door was open wide
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I should have slammed it in your face
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I should have shot you in the back
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That's what Jesus would have done
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If Satan had come
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And looked him in the eye and said
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"You're my kind of guy, why don't you come away with me?
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Come away with me"
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Cause I love you, I love ya, I love ya - that's what she said
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I love ya, love ya
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I'd rather speak to Satan himself
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I love you, I love you, I love you
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I love you, I'm the sleeper
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The Sleeper
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| John Cale |
