.Crawled back into bed, pretending to sleep
Clammy in my jammies, dress is hurting its keep
Maybe itâs the pills or the drugs or the booze
Maybe itâs the fact that I want me to lose
Think about a girl that knocked me off of my feet
Trade her for a hooker that said I was sweet
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