Ooh love maid
With your sweet pollen
Have you come to wage war again
Now that you lost your investments
To the king of depression
Have you forgotten the rules of the game
And it in the thick of it all
I was sleeping it off
I was dreaming of tightropes and swings
With nowhere to hold on
To close up to see
This half glass of water that drowns me
The little children lay in
The sandman's garden
I follow Ellen in tune
She weaves me into her loom
Ooh love slave
With your sweet kisses
You have managed to slip under my skin
Nice legs for a man she said
Who can't even stand up when he's starting to slip
And it in the thick of it all
I was sleeping it off
I was dreaming of tightropes and swings
With nowhere to hold on
To close up to see
This half glass of water that drowns me
You're losing your grip slick
Your turning to bones
In the aging snow
Medusashairdresser - Lovemaid, Loveslave Lyrics
Medusashairdresser - Lovemaid, Loveslave Lyrics
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Ooh love maid
With your sweet pollen
Have you come to wage war again
Now that you lost your investments
To the king of depression
Have you forgotten the rules of the game
And it in the thick of it all
I was sleeping it off
I was dreaming of tightropes and swings
With nowhere to hold on
To close up to see
This half glass of water that drowns me
The little children lay in
The sandman's garden
I follow Ellen in tune
She weaves me into her loom
Ooh love slave
With your sweet kisses
You have managed to slip under my skin
Nice legs for a man she said
Who can't even stand up when he's starting to slip
And it in the thick of it all
I was sleeping it off
I was dreaming of tightropes and swings
With nowhere to hold on
To close up to see
This half glass of water that drowns me
You're losing your grip slick
Your turning to bones
In the aging snow
With your sweet pollen
Have you come to wage war again
Now that you lost your investments
To the king of depression
Have you forgotten the rules of the game
And it in the thick of it all
I was sleeping it off
I was dreaming of tightropes and swings
With nowhere to hold on
To close up to see
This half glass of water that drowns me
The little children lay in
The sandman's garden
I follow Ellen in tune
She weaves me into her loom
Ooh love slave
With your sweet kisses
You have managed to slip under my skin
Nice legs for a man she said
Who can't even stand up when he's starting to slip
And it in the thick of it all
I was sleeping it off
I was dreaming of tightropes and swings
With nowhere to hold on
To close up to see
This half glass of water that drowns me
You're losing your grip slick
Your turning to bones
In the aging snow
Writer: Rene Thorne
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