duminică, 20 decembrie 2009

I put your stockings in my purple boots



Closed my door, forgot my key, missed my bus in the pouring rain
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I'm still missing you

Burnt my toast and lost your number, cut my finger, spilled my beer
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I'm still missing you

Had a chat and left my hat, ate my dog and walked my cat
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I'm still missing you

Called a cabbage, threw the garbage, asked for help and got some help
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I'm still missing you

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