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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
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
