Wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that
I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress
And send it to me?
I miss your kissin'
And I miss your head
And a letter in your writing
Doesn't mean you're not dead
Just run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet
And send it to me
I miss your soup and I miss your bread
And a letter in your writing
Doesn't mean you're not dead
So spill your breakfast
And drip your wine
Just wear that dress when you dine
D-A-V-I-D
So, sitting here wishing
On a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Bloody your hands on a cactus tree
Wipe'em on your dress
And send it to me
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Sitting here Wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore I put it on when I go lonely Will you take off your dress And send it to me? I miss your kissin' And I miss your head And a letter in your writing Doesn't mean you're not dead Just run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet And send it to me I miss your soup and I miss your bread And a letter in your writing Doesn't mean you're not dead So spill your breakfast And drip your wine Just wear that dress when you dine D-A-V-I-D So, sitting here wishing On a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore Bloody your hands on a cactus tree Wipe'em on your dress And send it to me Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore Explain Request ×
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