Getting dressed and bunger bound
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shuffling through the heather
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neighbors drop their flowers down and worry about the weather
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every night I'm floating over you my love
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every night I dream I'm under you
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All the smiling hands delivering all the ???
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All of the smiling men with suede hands delivering with those pensions
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wont you please except our sympathy into three dimensions
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every night I'M floating over you my love
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every night I'm drifting under you
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Don't want to think about my last cigarette
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don't want to focus on the curve of your thigh
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don't want to slip off your white silhouette
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I don't think this is a very sensible way to die.
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Lonely lonely lonely
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Lonely lonely lonely
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Lonely lonely lonely
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Lonely lonely lonely
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Every night I'M floating over you my love
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every night I dream I'm under you
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Well I'm alter bound and under dressed
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just slightly out of order hanging on the fringe of daylights
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soft and pitchy border.
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Every night I'm floating over you my love
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every night I'm slipping under you
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Every night I'm floating over you my love
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every night I'm dream I'm under you
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lonely lonely ohh I'M so lonely.
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Floating Over You
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| Counting Crows |
