Nocturnal Stumblebutt

Loudon Wainwright III

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    Well it's 3am, and so i creep
    Around the house 'cause you're asleep
    I can't sleep, i gotta smoke
    I think i left some in my coat
    No they're not there, but there's a chance
    I left some in a packet in my pants

    Bumped into the table, just below the belt
    If you were a man baby you'd know how that felt
    Just one thing i don't want to do
    And that one thing is to wake up you
    My hands are shaking, my brow it is damp
    Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp
    Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp

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    Sure i know where some cigarettes are
    But it's too cold outside to go to the car
    I know this habit of mine, it's gotta be fed

    I'm gonna get down i'm gonna scrounge around under the bed
    Under the bed, down on the floor
    Up on top baby i can hear you snore
    Snore baby... ooooooh
    Snore baby... ooooooh
    Eureka! i'm in luck
    I found some matches and a crumpled butt
    And just to show i love you
    I'm not gonna look for an ashtray baby, i'm gonna use your shoe!

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    Composición: Loudon Wainwright III

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