Skinny boy, all bones, no lies
You're so miserable in the morning
Will you will wait up for me?
It's sordid and I can't find my feet
And you've got lips...
I could...
Spend a day with....
Skinny boy, some love, some prostitution
Some denial, some doubt, some dance
They're coming with swords through the backdoor
And there you are on the fence
With those lips...
I could...
Spend a day with....
When it's done, I'll drink champagne to the lonely
Only me
Monday, Tuesday - it's only me
Wednesday, Thursday - only me
Friday, Saturday - only me
Here comes Sunday....
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