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Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old pianoTrying hard to capture the moment, this morning I don't knowCause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head and some blondGave me nightmares, I think that she's still in my bedAs I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm deadWith an ironclad fist I wake up to french kiss the morningWhile some marching band keeps it's own beat in my head while we're talkingAbout all of the things that I longed to believe, about love, the truthAnd what you mean to me and the truth isBaby you're all that I need[Refrão]I wanna lay you down in a bed of rosesFor tonight I sleep on a bed of nailsI wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost isLay you down, on a bed of roses[Segunda Parte]Well I'm so far away, each step that I take's on my way homeA king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night just to see through this payphoneStill I run out of time or it's hard to get through till the bird on the wireFlies me back to you. I'll just close my eyesAnd whisper "baby blind love is true"[Refrão][Próxima Parte]Well this hotel bars hangover whiskey's gone dryThe barkeeps wig's crooked, and she's giving me the eye(Rhythm fig. #1)Well I might've said yeah, but I laughed so hard I think I died(UHHH Yeah)[Solo][Terceira Parte]Now as you close your eyes, know I'll be thinking about youWhile my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again, TonightI won't be alone, To know that don't mean I'm not lonelyI've got nothing to prove, for it's you I'd die to defend[Refrão 2x]
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