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Something's beating on the wall on the other side
Strange lovers moan
Each other's names on by sheets
For the very first time
One of them's James
The other's some name she changes every time she lies across his bed
But the light of the moon leads the way towards the morning
And the sun, the sun's well on its way too soon to know
And, oh my God, whatever, etcetera
If I could I'd fold myself away like a card table
A concertina or a Murphy bed
I would but I wasn't made that way so you know instead
I'm open all night and the customers come to stay
And everybody tips but not enough to knock me over
I'm so tired
I just worked two shifts
But the light of the moon leads the way towards the morning
And the sun, the sun's well on its way too soon, to know
Oh, my God
Oh, my God, whatever, etcetera
Etcetera