Break Out My Pills
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Mark Heathcote
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Take out my dentures.
Break out my pills
take-off-my spectacles.
Plump up my pillows.
Break my string of pearls
and curl my toes
let my hair rollers electrify you-
and straighten out your kinks.
Oh, how we'd tangle-up in those sheets
in them, good old days
darling, do you remember
And can we rekindle those flames?
Bu şiiri puanla
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