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Adrian Belew - Stop It lyrics
Well i wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall Now i got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane She lays on my chest in the morning if it rains I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall I'm a road dog at the motel holiday I often wonder what i wanna say Give me stage lights on a hot night And the bottom line is a real good time While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink She checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall Now the nights go quickly when you're asleep But i'm out shufflin' for someplace to eat Like a breakfast at the egg house, a waffle on the griddle I'm burnt around the edges but i'm tender in the middle |
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