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I'm sleeping in the hammock now that held us in the summerthe one where we showed each other how to make it last much longeri woke up with a ruffled head and kept thinking about yai woke up you weren't in my bed cause you're my lil chimerajust the other day i made you a tapeyou played it until it made me sicka thousand times s day filling in the blanksjust hoping everything's oki felt you didn't wanna hear what i originally said hereand i just wanna please your ear become your guilty pleasurecause I'm psychic about ya dearbut never thought to tell youyou mess with my head every night and then i fall in love with youyou got the booze and i got the bluesso lets just throw a party cause you've been holding out on youand i cant ever stop meyou slip through my head every night and leave without a traceexcept when i assert my masculinity in place i cant replacei keep writing you never sending wordsyou keep on spilling out on papermade another tape check your mail todayso i can start forgetting how to remember idle fucking hands i suppose they're not so fucking goodLetras de cancionesbut you had a field day with them I'm sureuntil we get to spring this is everythingeven if it doesn't have the cureeven if it's friday and I'm in love with you and you won't see methe end'll justify the mean From Letras Mania