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Behind The Wall Of Sleep

de The Smithereens

She had hair like Jeannie Shipton back in 1965
She had legs that never ended I was halfway paralyzed
She was tall and cool and pretty and she dressed as black as coal
If she'd ask me to I'd murder I would gladly lose my soul

Now I lie in bed and think of her, sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep

Well she held a bass guitar and she was playing in a band
And she stood just likeBill Wyman, now I am her biggest fan
Now I know I'm one of many who would like to be your friend
And I've got to find a way to let you know I'm not like them

Now I lie in bed and think of her, sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep

Now I lie in bed and think of her, sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep

Got your number from a friend of mine who lives in your hometown
Called you up to have a drink your room mate said you weren't around
Now I know I'm one of many who would like to be your friend
And I've got to find a way to let you know I'm not like them

Now I lie in bed and think of her, sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep
Behind the wall of sleep, behind the wall of sleep
Behind the wall of sleep

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