Paroles Me and You, Watson de Alec Ounsworth

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The sound of the foghornit tears me from my sleepI'm much too tired for the wakingbut too wired for the sheepand the ember(?) is on the tablethe sword is on the doorit's time to pick up breadcrumbs that you spilled upon the floori can't forget to put the pipe in my mouth for the smell (?)well tell the neighbours that i'm on the beat again so please don't pause atany strange and darkened corners, for that's where i'm looking firsti'm rip the groceries from your arms and empty the contents of your purseme and you, watsonme and you, watsonme and you, watsonme and you, watsonoh and i don't need nothingoh, i can feel nothingI need (???)The joke is on me and it somehow always seems to bei went looking for some hard clues (?) of the inner city treesand you were nowhere to be foundyou were nowhere to be seenit's getting late at night, i was (??) for a cup of tea(?)I'm sitting in my room again, still waiting for your calli got a blister on my forehead from when i leaned against the walland my notebook's full of memories too sad for one to tellabout the time that you were next to me shaking, shakingme and you, watsonme and you, watsonme and you, watsonme and you, watsonoh and i don't need nothingoh, i can feel nothingI need (???)

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