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Paroles: Floater. Centerfold.

Woke up this morning
lying in my bed.
Someone was next to me,
or was she in my head?
It was a centerfold.
With hair so red.
Sleeping right next to me,
lying in my bed.

Did she quietly creep into my room last night?
And I wonder if I should feel so uptight.
I would try to talk to her, but it wouldn't feel right.

Reach for my lighter,
at the foot of my bed.
I lit the corner of the nylon,
purple bedspread.
Set her on fire,
and I was clutching my head.
I lost my centerfold,
but i kept her head.

Right here.

Right here.

yeah
yeah

Did she quietly creep into my room last night?
And I wonder if I should feel so uptight.
I would try and talk to her, but it wouldn't feel right.

wouldn't feel right...
wouldn't feel right...

I'd try to talk to her.
But it wouldn't feel right.
Would it make you feel right
to be with her last night?
I'd try to talk to her
but it wouldn't feel right.
Would it make you feel right?
Ahh...