When there aint no light But the night is bright And its cold outside Im burning The feeling inside That I just cant hide Now its for you Im yearning I aint asking much Just a simple touch of you But you wont have me I sit right here And my only fear is you And all you can be At the third stroke It will be five thirty Im a simple man And a simple man Cant get to you with feeling Even if I might Then it wouldnt be right To you love has no meaning So tired of your lying Take it as it come Youve been hangin round all weekend Im not the only one If we dont fuck you Then someone else will So had me in the kitchen You love me in the hall When youre in the dressing room Youll fuck anyone at all If we dont fuck you Then someone else will At the third stroke It will be five So tired of your lying Take it as it come Youve been hangin round all weekend But Im not the only one
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