You're adamant
So loose-limbed I give in
Although your bed is warm,
the worn springs the creak of regret
And lust is the thief who steals away while we were sleeping
Now you're doing my head in
The lines, the blinds are drawn
We are intimate strangers
I'm reborn, its a false dawn
Where we've been - I forget
And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust it's me I'm cheaten
Now you're doing my head in
And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust it's me I'm cheaten
Now you're doing my head in
Now you're doing my head in
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