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MELT

Well I drink my brown as the rain tumbles down on my window
And I left the best dream that I ever had on my pillow
My expectations just hang like a dying old willow



And she can melt, oh she can melt
She can melt



And I miss the way she can knock me out with a side smile
And she holds herself with a childish charm and a high style
She can try her worst and still beat the rest by a long mile



And she can melt, oh she can melt
She can melt



Well I’ve been dumbing down this stupid old frown for a long time
That her name’s not known unto everyone is a high crime
Yeah, I cannot think what I’m gonna use for the next rhyme



Well I sip my tea as the sun breaks free from the horizon
And you wouldn’t get up if you saw what my nights were comprising
That my days are spent chained to my bed’s not surprising

And she can melt, oh she can melt
She can melt, oh she can melt
Yeah she can melt

(Copyright Jules Benjamin)

From the album 'Studebaker's Dozen'

Melt - Jules Benjamin
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