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Jethro Tull
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Sleeping With The DogMeð því að: Jethro Tull |
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Catfish Rising |
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Jethro Tull » Sleeping With The Dog |
Her love is like a candle: you light it up at night.
Her heart is like a pack of cards: one chance to guess it right.
Sometimes i do.
She's got a tongue like a viper, but she can whisper like a dove.
Soft touch like brushed velvet: till she hits you from above.
And sometimes she does.
She leaves me breathing: down like a fallen log.
Just when i feel like dancing
I wake up sleeping with the dog.
And it goes: (woof) sleeping with the dog.
I have to guess at the mysteries of her unfathomable soul.
Guess when the time seems right
To make a broken spirit whole
And that time is due. c'm'on.
She leaves me breathing: down like a fallen log
And just when i feel like dancing
I wake up sleeping with the dog.
And it goes: (woof) sleeping with the dog.
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