She comes home to me after a hard night's work
Falls
Every mornin'
Under the big yellow sun
A boy named
I don't care what people're gonna say about it
I'd just
I remember what you told me
Last I said I
She has
A piano
And her hands dance lustily on
I died
Too many years ago
You can make me feel
Like it
Well you didn’t even care what they said about you.
SPIKE:I diedSo many years agoBut you can make me feelLike
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