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All this talk of getting old
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to down
This time Im comin'down
And I hope youre thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
But I know Im on a losing streak
Cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And Ill sing in your ear again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And Ill sing in your ear again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again