| The bed was still warm where I slept
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| From these hours I wish to forget
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| With the night still fresh on my breath
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| I awoke to the grim face of death
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| I thought it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| I thought it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| As I crawled across the floor for the door
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| From one room I don’t know to the next
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| There was nothing familiar around
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| And it just ain’t my style to leave the seat down
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| I thought it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| I thought it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| I pulled on my clothes still half in a dream
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| As I struggled with my conscience & a multidirectional stream
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| (What ya take her for?)
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| I buried my loneliness with her for the night
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| Then I left with new symptoms no antidepressant could cure
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| (What ya take her for?) She took me for all I was worth
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| May I remind you that ain’t much at all
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| A meaningless gesture in the meanest of times
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| As it turns out you weren’t worth the call
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| I though it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| I though it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| But now I’m left with a daily reminder of you
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| With equal surprise she opened her eyes
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| Sat up and shouted «for christ sakes who the hell are you?»
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| (What she take ya for?)
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| She cooked me my breakfast then called me a cab
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| Shoved me out the door and threw the five dollar fare in my face
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| (What she take ya for?) She took me for all I was worth
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| May I remind you that ain’t much at all
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| A meaningless gesture in the meanest of times
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| As it turns out you weren’t worth the call
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| I though it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| I though it was all just a nightmare, I guess it was true
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| But now I’m left with a daily reminder of you |