I went to the Doctor so he could cure my sleep
He said son don't you worry for every man'll keep
And packed me off with zopiclone for sure
But when I took it my head weren't so much as sore.
For when I felt that hit I went damn near straight to the floor.
When I woke up I wasn't at all sick
But my teeth were grinding and my tongue was all a-lick
I was salivating with a deep taste within my mouth
But I'd never worry for my night was as deep as the south
And hadn't worried about the burglers in my hou
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