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you rip my guts with ever sharp word when you use that monster hiding underneath your tongue my words don抰, they don抰 work on you no they don抰 work like they used to. ＇cause it＇s been 7 weeks. 7 weeks oh 7 weeks since i called you when i try now, i just can＇t get thru. so far the drinks have been so strong no writing on the post card no memories to hang on sleeping in my 6 o抍lock shadow the people judging people so shallow i called you up to see what you＇re doin? to see if you wont... send me your love right thru the ceiling.. i need your love, darlin?this evening oh mamma mamma mamma, what can i do? well there抯 a juke box baby and you can play our favorite song all night till your moneys gone 抍ause if i＇m right about you darlin then you＇re probably laying in bed and your temperature is boiling 抍ause you＇re making things up in your head its been 7 weeks 7 weeks oh 7 weeks since i called you but when i try now, i just cant get thru so far the days have been so long but now i got my freedom screamin?at you at the top of my lungs fog is lifted from the over i had so much fun in the traffic i wave my flag but you still send your troops in to the war in your soul send me your love right thru the ceiling.. i need your love, darlin?this evening oh mamma mamma mamma, what can i do? backstage pass to the concert i want you every day but i＇m not home i cant wait to touch you thru the cell phone there抯 so many things that you just don抰 know it抯 been 7 weeks. 7 weeks oh 7 weeks since i called you when i try now, i just can抰 get thru. so far the drinks are still so strong now there抯 writing on the postcards baby 7 weeks is just too long