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I drink alone like an insomniac
Instead of sleeping there next to you
If I said I loved you too much
It would send a shiver right through me
And I so I wonder what I’m doing here
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
Nothing good came when we were happy
And I thought that maybe it would
I can’t wait to get dressed and go out in the road
And visit my neighborhood
Go into the pub with bright letters that tell
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
We’re going to Hollywood first
And after, we’ll make love
Ain’t it strange to feel happy
Knowing that we might lose?
Arm myself with a new smile
It’s my life, my war
My life, my win
People are talking, I feel warm inside
And there are portraits of stars printed on the walls
A group of youths they are playing darts
I hear calypso music ringing down the hall
I like you a lot, can I hold your hand?
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
I know back at home no one waits for me
No point in lying in bed like a snoring machine
Got my classic record, got some old fatigue
No pennies of wisdom, no laughin’, no dream
For I’m not rich, no deal was ever sealed
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
We’re going to Hollywood first
And after, we’ll make love
And ain’t it strange to feel happy
Knowing that we might lose?
Arm myself with a new smile
It’s my life, my war
My life, my win
You look lost and out of place
Try taking a bite of heaven
Cos rockin’ on the other side of time
Is some butter in the fridge with a sharp sharp knife
And instead of waitin for the pain to start
When you’re sleepin’ all day ‘n stay awake at night
Can’t you be true to me and say
“Some day, you’re gonna miss me honey!”
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
Old fashioned morphine, old fashion love
We’re going to Hollywood first
And after, we’ll make love