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Please Wake Me Up |
Written by tom waits and kathleen brennan
I put my chips on her shoulder
Running in the carnival time
She bought the things that I told her
They made her eyes sparkle and shine
Together we’ll ring in the new year
I know that she’ll be my queen
And if I fall asleep in your arms
Please wake me up in my dreams
Her out-fit was all made of vinyl
Like nothing I’ve ever seen
When our divorces are final
She’ll fit right into my scheme
Next to the pawnshop’s a chapel
I’ll show you just what I mean
And if I fall asleep in your arms
Please wake me up in my dreams
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