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Lyrics for 'Cactus' by 'David Bowie'
Sitting Here
Wishing On A Cement Floor
Just Wishing That
I Had Just Something You Wore
I Put It On When I Go Lonely
Will You Take Off Your Dress
And Send It To Me?
I Miss Your Kissin'
And I Miss Your Head
And A Letter In Your Writing
Doesn't Mean You're Not Dead
Just Run Outside In The Desert Heat
Make Your Dress All Wet
And Send It To Me
I Miss Your Soup And I Miss Your Bread
And A Letter In Your Writing
Doesn't Mean You're Not Dead
So Spill Your Breakfast
And Drip Your Wine
Just Wear That Dress When You Dine
D-a-v-i-d
So, Sitting Here Wishing
On A Cement Floor
Just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore
Bloody Your Hands On A Cactus Tree
Wipe'em On Your Dress
And Send It To Me
Sitting Here Wishing On A Cement Floor
Just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore
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