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Lyricist: Television
Lyrics:
I was out stumbling in the rain staring at your lips so red You said, ''Blah, blah, blah' you got a pillow stuck in your head' How could I argue with a mirror She looked at me. Yes, I hear her When I see the glory, I ain't gotta worry She said, 'There's a halo on that truck, won't you please get it for me?' I said, 'Of course my little swan, if ever and ever you adore me.' She got mad. She said, 'you're too steep.' She put on her boxing gloves and went to sleep – When I see the glory A I ain't got no worries
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