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T.B. Sheets
- Van Morrison -

Blowin' Your Mind (1967)

 

Now listen, Julie baby
It ain't natural for you to cry
in the midnight.
It ain't natural for you to cry
way into midnight through
Until the wee small hours
long 'fore the break of dawn, oh lord

Now Julie
And there ain't nothing on my mind
More further way
than what you're looking for
I see the way you jumped at me
lord, from behind the door
And looked into my eyes

Your a little star struck innuendos
Inadequacies and foreign bodies
And the sunlight shining
through the crack in the window pane
numbs my brain

So open up the window
And let me breathe
I said open up the window
And let me breathe

I'm looking down to the street below
Lord, I cried for you
I cried, I cried for you, oh, lord

The cool room, lord, is a fool's room
The cool room, lord, is a fool's room
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
On your sick bed

I gotta go, I gotta go and you said
"Please stay. I wanna, I wanna, I want
a drink of water. I want a drink of water.
Go in the kitchen get me a drink of
water."

I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go, baby."
I said, "I'll send somebody around here
later. You know we got John coming
around here later with a bottle of wine
for you, baby. But I gotta go."

The cool room, lord, is a fool's room
The cool room, lord, is a fool's room
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
I can almost smell your T.B. sheets

I gotta go, I gotta go.
I'll send around, send around one
that grumbles later on, babe
We'll see what I can pick up for you
You know that

Yeah, I got a few things going to do
Don't worry about it
Don't worry about it, don't worry
Go, go, go, I gotta go, gotta go

I turned on the radio,
If you wanna hear a few tunes
I'll turn on the radio for you
There you go, there you go

You'll be all right, too
I know it ain't funny
It ain't runny at all, baby
Always laying in the cool room, man
Laying in the cool room

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