Cough and spit on the computer screen by mistake
Erase my mind I cannot find a trace of it
Rewind blind fast forward in time
It's the same old thing isn't it?

9:46 am telephone rings
I'm washing the dishes
My love my goddess
Sucking the life right out of me

She's playing the piano
A sensational melody of blues and rain
My eyes burn like a cigarette has been lit
Again it's the same old thing isn't it?

Passion takes control
Takes away and hides all the pain
Yes it's still the same old thing isn't it?
A line before that time and can you please

Spare some change for a telephone call
So I can call her back my love my goddess
Here's yet another one for Amber Rose
With arms wide open

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