| Baby go to bed and put out the light,
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| Oo, we both know if we talk anymore,
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| We’re gonna end up in a great big fight,
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| You can have your way again,
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| Yeah you believe what you wanna believe,
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| You can walk all over me tomorrow,
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| But tonight can we both just pretend to sleep,
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| I think we’re headed for a big fall,
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| Think we’re headed for a bad time
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| (Oo yeah, you’re gonna go downstairs,
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| Sit in that chair you like)
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| Gonna put a John Pline record on,
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| I think we need to slow it down for a while,
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| I wish we had never bought a king-size bed,
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| Yeah, only damn thing that it’s ever been good for,
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| Plenty room for the real good sex,
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| Lay in bed in the dark and all that I can see,
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| Yeah, is the distance that grows between us,
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| You seem so far from me,
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| I think we’re headed for a real big fall,
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| Yes we’re headed for a bad time,
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| (Yeah, gonna go downstairs,
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| Sit by myself all alone in the middle of the night)
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| Gonna but a John Pline record on,
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| Yes, we need to slow it down for a while
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| (Gonna go downstairs,
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| Smoke cigarettes in a thrift store chair tonight)
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| Gonna put a John Pline record on,
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| Yeah, we need to slow it down for a while,
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| Oo Yeah, yeah,
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| We need to slow it down for a while,
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| Oo Yeah, yeah,
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| We need to slow it down for a while,
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| For a while, for a while, for a while, for a while,
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| Yeah, we need to slow it down for a while |