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Lyrics for 'Lost Weekend' by 'Lloyd Cole'
It Took A Lost Weekend In A Hotel In Amsterdam
And Double Pneumonia In A Single Room
And The Sickest Joke Was The Price Of The Medicine
Are You Laughing At Me Now May I Please Laugh Along With You
This Morning I Woke Up From A Deep Unquiet Sleep
With Ashtray Clothes And Miss Lonelyheart`s Pen
With Which I Wrote For You A Lovesong In Tatoo
Upon My Palm `twas Stolen From Me When Jesus Took My Hand
You See I I Wouldn't Say It If I Didn't Mean It
Drop Me And I`ll Fall To Pieces Too Easily
I Was A King Bee With A Head Full Of Attitude
Wore My Heart On My Sleeve Like A Stained
My Aim Was To Taboo You
Could We Meet In The Marketplace
Did I Ever Hey Please Did You Wound My Knees
You See I I Wouldn't Say It If I Didn't Mean It
Drop Me And I`ll Fall To Pieces
Yes It`s Too Easy And There's Nobody Else To Blame
Will I Hang My Head In A Crying Shame
There Is Nobody Else To Blame Nobody Else Except My Sweet Self
Again It Took A Lost Weekend In A Hotel In Amsterdam
Twenty Four Gone Years To Conclude In Tears
That The Sickest Joke Was The Price Of The Medicine
Are You Laughing At Me Now
May I Please Laugh Along
I Was A King Bee With A Head Full Of Attitude
And Ashtray Heart On My Sleeve Wounded Knees
And My One Love Song Was A Tatoo Upon My Palm
You Wrote Upon Me When You Took My Hand
You See I I Wouldn't Say It If I Didn't Mean It
Drop Me And I`ll Fall To Pieces Too Easily
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