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He went to sleep
a while ago
I said: now
dont you die!
His snoring made
me feel alone
as time went
creeping by

I went outside
and it was cold
I fleed into a shop
I asked if women
wanted me
to sing or dance
or hop

They said that some
prefer a song
and some prefer to dance
You learn them both
and do it well
that might give you
a chance

I write the songs
I dance and hop
I weep when I am sad
I dedicate my very heart
to every blush she had

And Norman are you
sleeping still?
I hijacked your guitar
this song is hardly
anything
but time will
bring me far

He snored and then
he snored again
I swear I saw him smile
He mumbled something
'bout the songs:
you sing them for a while!

Ooooh, I like this very much, Peter.