Sleep Above All Things
By CMUDave
Listen Girl, I need my rest You know me, need too much sleep I'll tell you, you are the best I can't come, no need to weep Saturday and each night since I wake up next to you, tird Sore and cramped, then brush and rince If I worked, I'd be fired Hurring, need to get there Throw on some clothes, check my smell I like you, dont worry `bout that It's just that, you know, classes It is good, just not with you Not just yet, maybe sometime You're still great, I'm a pink hue Yes, it's a lie, but not a crime Written April 1st, 2001 © on Jan 13 2002 03:07 PM PST 0 • 16
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"Listen Girl, I need my rest..."