Marine Research

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Disco: Sounds From The Gulf Stream [1999]

Make up is staining the pillow 

I move close closer still and 

Still the dream never shifts 

A long gone love never threatening 

Or I would be letting him 

Tug t-shirt and lift 

 

He’s crazy and hazy 

Off in a daze, it’s true 

I try not to mind 

But inside I’m shouting 

What’s it about this time? 

 

My head in such such a muddle 

Wanting so much to cuddle 

Up like cutlery 

Two spoons cupped close close together 

Listening out at the weather 

Hot and buttery 

 

He’s toothy and goofy 

Acting aloof, it’s true 

I try not to mind 

But inside I’m shouting 

What’s it about this time? 

 

I move to touch his open hand 

I wonder if he’ll understand (x2) 

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He turns away upon his side 

Has our affection run so dry (x2)  

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Make up is staining the pillow 

I move close closer still and 

Still the dream never shifts 

A long gone love never threatening 

Or I would be letting him 

Tug t-shirt and lift 

 

lucidly elusive 

Sometimes abtruse, it’s true 

I try not to mind 

But inside I’m shouting 

What’s it about this time? 

But inside I’m shouting 

What’s it about this time? 

Doo doo doo... 

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