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Like a honey bee beating on my screen door
Got a little buzz and my head is sore
From my bed I can feel the sun
Lord 'round here the morning comes
Just a creepin', creepin', just a creepin', creepin'.

You shot outta here like a bullet from a gun
A flip of switch, a thief on the run
Since the day you left me baby
I can feel the lonely, I can hear the crazy
Just a creepin', creepin', just a creepin', creepin'.

Head to the future, run from the past
Hide from the mirror, live in a glass
What the dreams forget the whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in December
Just a creepin', creepin'.

You cocaine kiss and caffeine love
Got under my skin and into my blood
That need you back comes over me
Like ivy crawling up a hickory tree
Just a creepin', creepin', just a creepin'.

Head to the future, run from the past
Hide from the mirror, live in a glass
What the dreams forget the whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in December
Just a creepin', creepin'.

Just last night I saw the light
At the end of that tunnel on the other side
Thought I'd find my way out of this pain
Only to find your memory train
Creepin'.

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