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Текст (слова) песни: Adrian Belew - Stop It
Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon
I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo
Im livin in a suitcase; lookin for a call
Leerin at the telephone and laughin to the wall
Now I got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane
She lays on my chest in the morning if it rains
Im livin in a suitcase; lookin for a call
Leerin at the telephone and laughin to the wall
Im a road dog at the motel holiday
I often wonder what I wanna say
Give me stage lights on a hot night
And the bottom line is a real good time
While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink
She checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink
Im livin in a suitcase; lookin for a call
Leerin at the telephone and laughin to the wall
Now the nights go quickly when youre asleep
But Im out shufflin for someplace to eat
Like a breakfast at the egg house, a waffle on the griddle
Im burnt around the edges but Im tender in the middle
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