You were sucking the juice of a flower
you were sticking your head in the water
you were acting part of a dolly
you were playing the prodical daughter.

That girl next door is nothing but a cheap whore
I took a look at her and I swore I saw her
Sleeping
sleeping
sleeping the sleep of romance
dreaming the dream of the last dance.

I found you an easy target
when you first put yourself on the market
I was grinning my teeth like a tiger
I was wishing that I was beside her.

That girl next door was flat lying on the kitchen floor
and someone said they fought her
someone swore they caught her
Sleeping
sleeping

sleeping the sleep of romance
dreaming the dream of the last dance
Dreaming a dream of the last dance
Dreaming a dream of the last dance.

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