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(I will moan; there really is nothing you can say Get up out of bed, you look like hell I will have my way with you sonically With audio I shall will you) And while I'm going I'll record a song for my friends I wish them heat in the winter time. Because it gets so cold so fast And they hardly own any jackets for the coldness of the season Cause they spend all their money on drugs And they gave up on love Well have yourself a cup of coffee at the diner. How I wish we still schooled together Then you wouldn't be in the hospital And we would watch the ocean Turn to day. From Letras Mania