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7 Weeks
you rip my guts with ever sharp word
when you use that monster hiding underneath your tongue
my words don't, they don't work on you
no they don't work like they used to.
'cause it's been 7 weeks.
7 weeks
oh 7 weeks
since i called you
when i try now, i just can't get thru.
so far the drinks have been so strong
no writing on the post card
no memories to hang on
sleeping in my 6 o'clock shadow
the people judging people so shallow
i called you up to see what you're doin'
to see if you wont...
send me your love
right thru the ceiling..
i need your love, darlin' this evening
oh mamma mamma mamma, what can i do?
well there's a juke box baby
and you can play our favorite song
all night till your moneys gone
'cause if i'm right about you darlin'
then you're probably laying in bed
and your temperature is boiling
'cause you're making things up in your head
its been 7 weeks
7 weeks
oh 7 weeks
since i called you
but when i try now, i just cant get thru
so far the days have been so long
but now i got my freedom
screamin' at you at the top of my lungs
fog is lifted from the over
i had so much fun in the traffic
i wave my flag but you still send your troops in
to the war in your soul
send me your love
right thru the ceiling..
i need your love, darlin' this evening
oh mamma mamma mamma, what can i do?
backstage pass to the concert
i want you every day but i'm not home
i cant wait to touch you thru the cell phone
there's so many things that you just don't know
it's been 7 weeks.
7 weeks
oh 7 weeks
since i called you
when i try now, i just can't get thru.
so far the drinks are still so strong
now there's writing on the postcards
baby 7 weeks is just too long
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baby 7 weeks is just too long
now there's writing on the postcards
so far the drinks are still so strong
when i try now, i just can't get thru.
since i called you
oh 7 weeks
7 weeks
it's been 7 weeks.
there's so many things that you just don't know
i cant wait to touch you thru the cell phone
i want you every day but i'm not home
backstage pass to the concert
oh mamma mamma mamma, what can i do?
i need your love, darlin' this evening
right thru the ceiling..
send me your love
to the war in your soul
i wave my flag but you still send your troops in
i had so much fun in the traffic
fog is lifted from the over
screamin' at you at the top of my lungs
but now i got my freedom
so far the days have been so long
but when i try now, i just cant get thru
since i called you
oh 7 weeks
7 weeks
its been 7 weeks
'cause you're making things up in your head
and your temperature is boiling
then you're probably laying in bed
'cause if i'm right about you darlin'
all night till your moneys gone
and you can play our favorite song
well there's a juke box baby
oh mamma mamma mamma, what can i do?
i need your love, darlin' this evening
right thru the ceiling..
send me your love
to see if you wont...
i called you up to see what you're doin'
the people judging people so shallow
sleeping in my 6 o'clock shadow
no memories to hang on
no writing on the post card
so far the drinks have been so strong
when i try now, i just can't get thru.
since i called you
oh 7 weeks
7 weeks
'cause it's been 7 weeks.
no they don't work like they used to.
my words don't, they don't work on you
when you use that monster hiding underneath your tongue
you rip my guts with ever sharp word
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