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I swear I never watched you sleeping, well honey, I'm an honest man, I guess it always gets me drinking, she makes me sad... sweet, sweet and cold, clean up the mess and sleep the day away, when you call, I might be here, I might be gone... but here at the sound of the bells you cry, you've lost your mind but dear, don't be sad, it's just a dream you dreamt you had... But I ain't seen you look so good... so honey, I guess italways gets me drinking, well holly, she makes me sad... forgive me if I look so lonely, it's not that bad... sometimes it's just the sound of the TV that gets me always wondering why, sometimes it's just a conversation, that makes me cry... hey, well I know, California might be warm this time of year, I should go, turn the engine and the radio... it's cold, always cold, this hotel room won't let me sleep, time, it's alright, I guess I'll just stay up all night From Letras Mania