Strange Dreams from Combat Boots by Rick The Loser

We both had strange dreams last night
We both had strange dreams
You stole a car and travelled time
I was tied to the middle seat

Don't trust a word I said back then
I was just hot for you honey
You called it love I just called it
One of those strange dreams

We both had strange dreams last night
We both had strange dreams
You put your tongue on my lip
I was climbing a cherry tree

Don't trust a word I said back then
I was just hot for you honey
You called it love I just called it
One of those strange dreams

We both had strange dreams last night
We both had strange dreams
I woke up staring in your eyes
Tied up in the middle seat

Don't trust a thing I did just then
You know I'm hot for you honey
You called it love when we ain't friends
One of those strange dreams

Don't trust a word I said back then
I'm always hot for you honey
You called it love I just called it
One of those strange dreams

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