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my mind's an ashtray full of asheslick the tears from my eyelashesoh, whatever will I see that's goodhe plays a really mean guitarshe smokes a really big cigar
I'd love to love ya - if I only couldher love is, oh so, shiny wetkeeps a bald peacock for a petcan you ever understand how I feel?miss Jenifa - my private dancermiss Nina - to whom I answer
Kari sez we're the only ones who are realso when I dream on Sunday mornin'and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'I wonder if my dog's in heavenand I wonder when i'll see her againpsychopharmacologyhas never found a friend in mebut I'll eat sugar cubes all day and nightthose ducklings are never uglyso she sells herself by the sea
I'll bake her a cake - be it wrong or rightthe caterpillar and the spiderturn the screws a little tightercan you ever understand my feel?gail g. - my inspirationmiss denise should run the nationisabel tortures me with sex appealso when I dream on sunday mornin'and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'I wonder if my dogs in heavenand I wonder when I'll see her againyer really taking me fer a rideyer a wise guy anyway
I never had a place to hideexcept my brain!I dream on Sunday mornin'and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'I wonder if my dogs in heavenand I wonder when I'll see her again
Yeah I wonder when I'll see her again!
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