Let It Loose by Phish
Who's that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you
harm?
And I'm hip to what she'll do, give her just about a
month or two.
Bit off more than I can chew and I knew what it was
leading to,
some things, well, I can't refuse,
one of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line,
but take the shine right off you shoes,
carryin', carryin' the bedroom blues.
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