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"Get the dog away from the porch... 1, 2, a 1, 2, 3, 4" Well it's near on five degrees And I'm freezing in my sheets What I wouldn't give for you next to me It's near on five degrees I gotta wear three pairs of jeans What I wouldn't give for you next to me And every time I close my eyes Oh the things that I see, yeah that I see Pretend the smoke gets in my eyes People they gonna see me crying no All this talk of getting sold is kinda boring And I've got better place to be "Like at the Public Bar!" Just plug me in and turn it up Bring the bottle and fill the cup With something other than the truth And every time I close my eyes Oh the things that I see, yeah that I see Pretend the smoke gets in my eyes People they gonna see me crying no SongtexteWell it's near on five degrees And I'm freezing in my sheets What I wouldn't give for you next to me It's near on five degrees I gotta wear three pairs of jeans What I wouldn't give for you next to me Oh my darlin' Near on five degrees And I'm freezing in my sheets 'round five degrees And I'm freezing in my, oh oh in my head Aus Songtexte Mania