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Sunday before noonWatching a.m. videoThinking it's too soonI won't get up at allIt's too late to erase all the goodThat you did to me when you were goodDisappearing inMy silky sofa skinI'm wrapped in fabric weavesStill with a thirst for loveYou're like milk, running bad, catching tasteStill too good to spit out and go to wasteAnd baby all I want you toIs take it all awayTake it to another placeSo I can breathe againBaby all I want you toIs pack up all your thingsAnd leave me while I'm livingIt's like classic lines in filmsLike classic drinks with ginSongtexteIt's like a classic ?she leaves him?You will be rememberedAnd I eat all the fat I can affordThen you call and sequel's secured[Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania