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Give me your gibberish tonight |
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And talk to me with your eyes shut |
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Make me giggle in your sleep |
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And I can dream that you're a slut |
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And when I wake up stiff |
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Please just feel free to use me |
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Then go to work and let me |
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Wonder what it was |
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That made you choose me |
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And now I love you more than that |
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And now I love you more than this |
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So just stay over on your side |
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And go to sleep and dream of piss |
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Tomorrow you can tell me all the things |
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You've done with boys |
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Blushing as you recount tales |
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To satisfy my see through ploys |
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Cause in my nightly dramas, you are still the biggest star |
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So keep the window open and I can dream we are in the car |
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And tonight we will be leaving, we can take the scenic route |
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To a wind farm by the sea while I'm dreaming that you're mute |
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There's no better journey than me on my way to you |
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Sitting there all smug, knowing what we might get up to |
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And one day we'll be idle, and we'll both be past our peak |
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So until then, all we can do is master a technique |
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Now let's sleep |
