*
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
I can only say in my defense
It reminds me now the bi-ting
The biting now makes sense.
*with no apologies to Enya.
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Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
I can only say in my defense
It reminds me now the bi-ting
The biting now makes sense.
*with no apologies to Enya.