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Lyrics for 'Stop It' by 'Adrian Belew'
Well I Wrestle With My Toothbrush Each Morning At Noon
I Stumble Into The Bathroom And Have My Shampoo
I'm Livin' In A Suitcase; Lookin' For A Call
Leerin' At The Telephone And Laughin' To The Wall
Now I Got Me A Sweet Thing She Keeps Me Insane
She Lays On My Chest In The Morning If It Rains
I'm Livin' In A Suitcase; Lookin' For A Call
Leerin' At The Telephone And Laughin' To The Wall
I'm A Road Dog At The Motel Holiday
I Often Wonder What I Wanna Say
Give Me Stage Lights On A Hot Night
And The Bottom Line Is A Real Good Time
While The Waitress Is Waiting For The Waiter To Wink
She Checks On Her Checks And She Drinks On Her Drink
I'm Livin' In A Suitcase; Lookin' For A Call
Leerin' At The Telephone And Laughin' To The Wall
Now The Nights Go Quickly When You're Asleep
But I'm Out Shufflin' For Someplace To Eat
Like A Breakfast At The Egg House, A Waffle On The Griddle
I'm Burnt Around The Edges But I'm Tender In The Middle
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