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Nights Like These
My husband and I
Are stoned out our minds
Sitting at the computer
I notice him
Reading and rereading his book
I told him
The words aren't gonna change
So why do you keep
rereading it
He said
The more I read it
The more I like it
Hey I'm my biggest fan
Both started busting a gut
Can hardly breathe
Now I have to focus
On breathing
Or I'm gonna pass the fuck out
So I'm sitting here
Thinking
I'm stone out of my fucking mind
Now I need to pee
And he won't help me to the restroom
He said if you make a puddle
You can just swim in it
Makes me love him so much more
On nights like these
Are stoned out our minds
Sitting at the computer
I notice him
Reading and rereading his book
I told him
The words aren't gonna change
So why do you keep
rereading it
He said
The more I read it
The more I like it
Hey I'm my biggest fan
Both started busting a gut
Can hardly breathe
Now I have to focus
On breathing
Or I'm gonna pass the fuck out
So I'm sitting here
Thinking
I'm stone out of my fucking mind
Now I need to pee
And he won't help me to the restroom
He said if you make a puddle
You can just swim in it
Makes me love him so much more
On nights like these
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