reprise

I do dear, I do

by on Sep.17, 2009, under lyric, Music

Things down here are fragmatic
In fact they’ve exploded all over the room
I think everything’s a little off-center, babe
I do dear, I do

Sometimes I can not sleep
The greatness of my hate for you
Sometimes I can not sleep
For I miss you

I miss your manic scratches
And your howling at the moon
Ten steps behind me
With your dustpan and broom

Say hello to the one
Who really don’t have a clue
I’ll be calling you soon
I think I love you

I do dear, I do.

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