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You're adamant
So loose limbed I give in
Although your bed is warm
The worn springs they creak of regret
And l*st is the thief who steals away
While we were sleeping
Now you're doing my head in
The lines, the blinds are drawn
We are intimate strangers
I'm reborn, it's a false dawn
Where we've been, I forget
And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust
It's me I'm cheating
Now you're doing my head in
Now you're doing my head in