Freud On The Beach

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Richard Edwards - Pop

Freud On The Beach

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I sit and I squirm Try to observe each breath as it leaves me Then greet its return I squirm and I think of her sometimes So I start again I sit and I squirm Unpack the past Send it out for the weekend, hope it never comes back I squirm when I think of you sometimes So it goes Oh, I hear a ghost I hear a ghost I hear a ghost and see Freud On The Beach Drunk in the sun If you see me comin' you better run Oh, while poor little rich bitch bangs on her drum I come back to you in the dark I miss you when I'm soft So I gotta' stay hard When I cannot stand who I am Oh, my baby blue I feel gluеd to "it was" this evening Thought I'd lose it whеn I said that mantra, yeah If I'm with a woman and she blows my mind I forget you, baby, every time But where are you tonight, my darling? Oh, my darling, while I sit and I squirm While I sit and I squirm

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