TV went
off about one, we have only begun
I know
that the Wednesday may come
but
I have no intention of going home
Well
It's a quarter a three
digging
on me
and
going down, going down slow
Could
stay here all night,
they
claim your outta sight
please
get up and turn out the light
There
ain't nothing better than the middle of the night
And It's
a quarter a four
begging
for more
and
going down, going down slow
going
down, going down slow
going
down, going down slow
going
down, going down slow
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