Or
another
night
baby
in
your
arms
Still
another
one
could
do
no
harm
Reminds
me
of
how
it
used
to
feel
So
much
wetter
I
never
know
what's
right
for
her
There's
always
something
I
never
notice
wrong
To
giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out
You're
gonna
be
gone,
before
you
get
found
In
another
boring...
Spin
another
bottle
in
a
low-lit
room
Nothing
tastes
better
than
young
flowers
in
bloom
I
know
that's
how
it
used
to
be
We
were
so
much
younger
Over
that
now
and
I
can
count
the
years
Everybody
now
is
just
counting
tears
And
plastic
bills
and
their
protective
pills
And
I
just
took
my
time
I
never
know
what's
right
for
her
There's
always
something
I
never
notice
wrong
Giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out
You're
gonna
be
gone
before
you
get
found
In
another
boring
afternoon
Giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out,
get
out,
get
out,
get
out...
Giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out
You're
gonna
be
gone
before
you
get
found
In
another
boring
afternoon
Giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out,
get
out,
get
out,
get
out...
Giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out
You're
gonna
be
gone
Before
you
get
found
in
another
boring
afternoon
Giving
it
up
before
you
get
down
You
gotta
be
in
before
you
get
out
You're
gonna
be
gone
before
you
get
found
In
another
boring...
Giving
it
up
for,
Giving
it
up
for
Giving
it
up
for
Another
boring
afternoon