David Bowie - Cactus
Sitting Here Just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore Wishing On A Cement Floor Will You Take Off Your Dress I Put It On When I Go Lonely And Send It To Me? And I Miss Your Head I Miss Your Kissin' Doesn't Mean You're Not Dead And A Letter In Your Writing Just Run Outside In The Desert Heat I Miss Your Soup And I Miss Your Bread Make Your Dress All Wet And A Letter In Your Writing And Send It To Me Doesn't Mean You're Not Dead So Spill Your Breakfast And Drip Your Wine Just Wear That Dress When You Dine D-a-v-i-d On A Cement Floor Just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore So, Sitting Here Wishing Wipe'em On Your Dress Bloody Your Hands On A Cactus Tree And Send It To Me Sitting Here Wishing On A Cement Floor Just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore
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