Migraine again, boo-oohoo boo-oohoo
Migraine,
I’m sorry love
another of these days.
Abstain
I’m sure my love
is what you’ll do with grace.
My head spins like a toll, I’m on a round-a-bout
And when you whisper low, it’s like you holler out.
Migraine,
I’m sorry dear
another of these nights.
Constrain
I’m sure my dear
you know your bill of rights
My eyes are seeing red
I have a blackbird in my head
It eats my brain
It’s the same old refrain
You saw me passing
through the alley
and on my way I sang a song
happy and free.
Next day you’re asking
me to marry
and promise me a golden life
down by the sea.
You gave me pearls, expensive furs, even a yacht
but when you come home late at night, and want a kiss, what have I got?
Migraine,
I’m sorry love
another of these nights.
Sustain
I’m sure my love
you know your bill of rights
My head is in a spin
I feel so bad and yet I grin
I am a bitch
but it’s nice to be rich.
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