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Well there has to be more to me Than just sitting here in misery Such a lazy way to be Prostitue medeograity I'm most obliged that you still call Though your hangman doesn't thrill me at all I'll raise an army from my bedside table Just as soon as I am able to Take the slow train out of here It's been a week and i'm still here Selling coat lies from my window And it's so easy when it's rolling my way And it's no wonder I sleep half the day-a-a-ay Just an ordinary, nothing going on here, boy And it's so easy sitting by the window bay With nothing honest to say Well there has to be more than this A Morning fumble and a half asleep kiss Tell me something oh tell me true That you hate me as much as I love you Where's the money, make the deal Cut the chat around the slow reveal You can find me though I'm sell them avaliable but totally predictable Letras de cancionesTake the slow train out of here It's been a week and i'm still here Selling coat lies from my window And it's so easy when it's rolling my way And it's no wonder I sleep half the day-a-a-ay Just an ordinary, nothing going on here, boy And it's so easy sitting by the window bay From Letras Mania