those sleepy eyes, and ruffled hair
for all the world, she couldn't care,
lost in trans of bygone days,
her mind is in a misty haze,
but on her lips is a twist,
that drunken feeling...
that taste of high is still inside,
she is gazing at me,
but lost by miles,
every muscle satisfied,
i can tell,
she has no regrets!
for all the world, she couldn't care,
lost in trans of bygone days,
her mind is in a misty haze,
but on her lips is a twist,
that drunken feeling...
that taste of high is still inside,
she is gazing at me,
but lost by miles,
every muscle satisfied,
i can tell,
she has no regrets!
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