Текст песни Stop It - 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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