Each night I wake up in heat How do you want me to find sleep? Your walk is my TV show I don't need more, I don't need blow
We don't cook and we don't fix Summer wine is all we need Seven glasses in a row We don't need more, we don't need blow
Rules of the game: To help you find the girl you aim She loves pain and she loves sugar She loves kisses, she loves hazard As Alice she takes a pill, as a ghost, she haunts the field In the steam her finger draws Something smiling, I do not know Tic tac, tic tac the end is near When winter comes, she disappears One means two, boy, don’t miss the train You are warned, you’re not to blame Red, yellow, blue, a dancing girl in front of you Another thing you cannot see Read the book and follow me
I'm in New York and I'm fine I've got your love and peace of mind Playing on my pillow drums And sleeping on your pillow butt
We don't cook and we don't fix Summer wine is all we need Seven glasses in a row We don't need more, we don't need blow We don't need more, we don't need blow
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