the sunday mornings - 2-5-1 lyrics
i’m gonna’ wash you out of my sheets
as a courtesy
to the one who’ll take your place
the one who’ll fill your vacancy
keep your distance chickadee
run while you still can
i wouldn’t suggest falling for
what’s left of what i am
she called out for a 2+5+1
and these days i don’t see much of anyone
no one can keep time
quite the way you did
i’ll look for someone
just your height and just your size
to fill a you sized gap
and stop my dripping tap
keep on dreamin’ bb boi
try it if you like
i don’t suspect your intellect
will keep you warm tonight
she called out for a 2+5+1
and these days, babe, i don’t see much of any of the old gang
i’m ready to make my same mistakes
all over again
you know thesе days, babe, i don’t see much of any of the old gang
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