Lyrics:
With women hips and baby lips A hallelujah book in the back of a pillow-slip If she gets out of here too soon She'll run fast by the shy of the moon
on the pillowslip' Of her lifeblood made him sick And the pool of gore on the bedroom floor Grew clotted and cold and thick And yet he was glad he had done what he
to fall asleep So as I find it I will hug my pillowslip, but You pretend on my small bed You don’t talk about it when we met When I said Move a bit Half
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