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Paintbox re-make (Pink Floyd)
the telephone rings and I can’t think of what to speak In my voice something leaks Could it be my heart or my head full of bullshit This is a full time job babe! Get down, just kidding --Oh, what are you talking about? They laced the acid with … I don’t know something Just kidding I get so shocked and nervous etc. I don’t know what to say I’d rather talk about the secrets of our soul But, ok, how was your day? Did you go shopping like you said? Find any good things? --Thank you, yes. The telephone rings and it rings can’t say what to think to say --Great. She sees through anyways, great.
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