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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraThe Muse
As I sit on the edge of this never made bedOld guitar in my lap a new tune in my headThere she stands in the doorway just brushing her hairIt's my beautiful muse in her underwearAnd if I was thinking I'd be thinking thank godWherever you areFor the muse and this old guitarIt's times like these so sweet and so trueThinking is the last thing that you wanna doAs I sit on the edge of this dirty old barTrying to work some things out without getting too farAnd to drown out the voices that are keeping me downThere's a muse all alone on the other side of townAnd if I was thinking I'd be thinking thank godWherever you areFor all the whiskey in this dirty old barTimes like these are so sad but so trueThinking's the last thing that you wanna doYeah, thinking's the last thing that you wanna doAs I sit on the bed of this hospital roomJust shedding a tear for the bride and groomAnd the tiniest voice starts to bellow and cryIt's my finest work yet if today I should dieAnd if I was thinking I'd be thinking thank godFor the muse and the miracle right here in my armsTimes like these are so sweet and so trueThinking's the last thing that you wanna doYeah, thinking's the last thing that you wanna doYeah, thinking's the last thing that you wanna do
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