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Saturday morning along and barely feeling
Sitting at home after rocking and reeling
All night in a cat fight
With the only one that can make me cry
Open the blinds and the world is in rotation
Shaking my mind like an Etch-a-Sketch erasing
Sunshine, you were bad, I'm
Still mad but I can't remember why
Rolling along to the song that aggravates us
Beckoned on by the mirage of an oasis
Hurry, I'm getting blurry
And it's no longer clear in my mind
I believe I got you down
You react like anybody else around
Are you sorry that we wasted our time
Never you mind
Switch on the box Mr. Spock is on the table
Dr. McCoy is unable to connect his brain
Sweating and straining
Well it seemed so simple at the time
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