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The Cab <3 Singing myself to sleep And you're still my favorite melody It's been three weeks How long can this go on? Singing myself to sleep And you're haunting every memory
He's got the feeling again This time on the aeroplane There might be tellys in the back of the seats in front But Rodney and Del won't do Although it might take your mind off the aches and the pains L
And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends its love
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens. A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins.