These Pills
I got a place out on the west side
I got a woman who treats me right I still play rock-n-roll and get to sleep about every night But just when I thought that your ghost Had passed on through Ah, these pills... they remind me of you. I take one in the morning I take three before bed Two go to my heart And the others to my head And I've got no trouble now Sorting out what is true. Oh, but these pills... they remind me of you. I saw you on the east side Decked out in your leopard dress You asked if I'm still crazy And if my life's a mess And I said "Honey... I never even think about those high heeled shoes." But these pills, they remind me of you. Just when I think I'm straightened And that nothing could go wrong And my typewriter's on fire And I write a hundred songs And I think that I've forgotten Every little thing you put me through. Ah, these pills, they remind me of you. Yeah, these pills, they remind me of you. |
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