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Are 'friends' electric? |
Interprété par Pig. |
It's cold outside, And the paints peeling off of my walls, There's a man outside, In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette. Now the light fades out, And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this, There's a knock on the door, And just for a second I thought I remembered you. So now I'm alone, Now I can think for myself, About little deals, And S.U.'s, And things that I just don't understand, A white lie that night, Or a sly touch at times, I don't think it meant anything to you. So I open the door, It's the 'friend' that i'd left in the hallway, 'Please sit down' A candle lit shadow, on a wall near the bed. You know I hate to ask, But are 'friends' electric? Only mine's broke down, And now I've no-one to love. So I find out your reason, For the phone calls and smiles, And it hurts, And I'm lonely, And I should never have tried, And I missed you tonight, It must be time to leave, You see it meant everything to me. |
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