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(Benson/Falkner) Drip drip drip drip outside my window A head full of zip sleeps on my pillow And it must be a phase that I'm in Coz I can't explain to begin Could be a permanent thing But it feels like a meaningless fling The man in the pink such a mild-mannered fellow He gave me a wink and a good-natured hello Lately I'm tired all the time Guilty of the worst kind of crime A game I can't possibly win When I keep getting kicked in the shin I'm just so far gone I don't know what planet I'm on I wanna come down Taken it hard for so long I don't now what's right or what's wrong with me I'm coming down (Such a funny creature) When I drink I feel mellow And if I think I'm Saul Bellow And lately I do as I please Don't much care who disagrees Could be a permanent thing Feels like a meaningless fling And they say that I'm just a pleasure seeker Aus Songtexte Mania