PutThisInYourPipeandSmokeIt from Vol. 1 by Bakers Duz'n

I got up last night
I even made the bed
I keep a pillow in the place
you used to lay your head

I stayed up all night
I even shaved my face
Just the way you used to like
Softly like a babe

Oh woah woah I just cannot let you go
Take me back
I need it yeah
I got to have some more

It’s all wrong gone wrong
I wanna start again
Put away the pieces
And play another game

There’ll be no such luck
For me I’ve lost my way
Just desserts are coldest served
So dish me up a plate

Oh woah woah woah woah
Let me run again
The things I’d do to be with you
Would put us both to shame

I got up today
I even cleaned the place
I did it twice
That’s my new vice
And you’re the one to blame

I don’t know, what I did
I’m lost without ya babe
Here my dear, real tears
Streaming down my face

Woah oh oh I want you back I said
I need to have another chance
I need you one mo gain

I've got half an empty bottle and I’d like to raise a toast
Dare I say you’ve been forewarned I’m rather on the nose

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