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Interpret:
Hefner
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| She Can T Sleep No More
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She works every morning in the greasy cafeteria,
She makes little pastries and stuffs them with cheese.
The coffee burns her knuckles,
Every time she spills it.
Shes alone, shes bereft.
When he moved to Hackney in 1990,
He bought in little trinkets but she turned him down.
She cant sleep no more,
She cant sleep no more,
Since hes gone.
She wrote clumsy poetry,
She let him read it.
He told her it was perfect,
But she scrunched her nose.
She cant sleep no more,
She cant sleep no more,
Since hes gone.
All the ambition that theyd been storing up was flushed down the lavatory,
She didnt love him but she knew he was what she needed.
He started wishing it, she started dreading it,
She burnt her party clothes.
Now theres nowhere to go since she burnt those party clothes.
She said she didnt need him,
He didnt believe it.
He moved to the country,
And started sleeping around.
She cant sleep no more,
She cant sleep no more,
Since hes gone.
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13.Sep.2001 13:09:58 |
Letzer Aufruf |
01.Jan.1970 01:01:00 |
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