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Crash Test Dummies » Sunday Dress |
i can barely feel the sheets with all these crumbs down in my bed
How can i get to sleep with all this buzzin' in my head
And who'd have ever thought i'd not complain about a mess
Servers me right i guess
This is what i get
For eatin' crackers with my gin
And drinkin' in my sunday dress
The telephone is by the bottle, which is always by my bed
From time to time i give it a rattle to make sure that it's not dead
I will wait here for your call till i run out of cigarettes
I love to play the part of the damsel in distress
Flickin' ashes in my coffee
Drinkin' in my sunday dress
Well i
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