And I lay back and enjoy the full figure of the bed
Running faucet in my head
Dream about my own personal hell
And make it sell
Shoulder glimpse, I hold your head bone
Fingers find my dorsal fin
You'll never see these people again
So I taste the joy new jar
Tell me why, tell me why
When I see you, do you think I want to thump you
Rum and charms are clinging to you
Lift my hat to pour it down to you
And the menace, mighty then
Find it easy to close my eyes
Tell me why, tell me why
When I see you, do you think I want to thump you
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