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Cara, son le otto del mattino, e tu ancora stai dormendo, ho giàfatto le valigie e adesso sto scrivendo questa lettera per te, ma non so che cosa dire è difficile spiegare quel che anch'io non so capire, ma fra poco me ne andrò e mai più ritornerò io ti lascio sola. Ah! quando s'alza il vento, ah! quando s'alza il vento. No! più fermare non si può dove vado non lo so, quanto male ti farò. No! non ti svegliare mai, no! non ti svegliare mai.
Cara, le mie mani stan tremando,
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How can it feel so nice? Why does it feel so right? I think ive been somewhere special I want to go back there
Sleep I think i will Go back to sleep
Oh it's so cold and shivery outside my cocoon Now i'm on my way
Sleep Oh sleep Sleep
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President's bullet-ridden body in the street Ride, Johnny ride Kennedy's shattered head hits concrete Ride, Johnny ride
Johnny's wife is floundering Johnny's wife is scared Run, Jackie run
Texas is an outrage when your husband is dead Texas is an outrage when they pick up his head Texas is the reason that the president's dead You gotta suck, suck, Jackie suck
President's bullet-ridden body in the street Ride, Johnny ride Kennedy's shattered head hits concrete Ride, Johnny ride
Texas is an outrage when your husband is dead Texas is
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Nobody sends me birthday cards Nobody brings me flowers I'm just here for operations I've been out for hours
When I come to I'll wet my bed 'Cos when I get mad I sink so low As matron knows I get off on what you give me, darling I get off on what you give to me Yeh, I get off on what you give me, darling I get off on what you give to me
And when I go to that seedy ward Up in the sky You'll be waiting With a hypodermic needle And a graph
Here comes the dark (I'm grateful for my anaesthetic) Out goes the spark (Delirious and
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