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Untitled 8



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Losing all my friends losing them to drinking and to driving 
Losing all my friends and I want them back 

Slipping out the back, 
Did you really think they wouldn't notice?
Slipping out the back 
In the pouring rain 

He loved his wife 
Loved her and was faithful to her always 
Buried by the kids in the summer sun 

Praying for his life huddled in a brig all with his shipmates 
Praying for his life they dropped a bomb 

What you waiting for? 
Searching for your brother 
In an empty room across the hall
Is he coming back?

Listening at night 
Waiting for a sound to come up the stairs 
Listening at night 
For the slamming door in the car park 

Call him up this summer on the phone 
Need to know what it feels like again 

Summer skin 
Found another lover 
Telling me on the phone a line 

I'll call him up again 
Call him up again... 

Time he pulled his shades up 
Looking cross the ocean for a signal 
Waiting for a body  in a open box 

They don't send you letters 
They telephone you 
They don't send you letters 
But you're waiting for them 
You write him. Yeah. 

Call him up this summer on the phone 
Need to know what it feels like again 

I'll call him up again 

Call him up this summer on the phone 
Need to know what it feels like again
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