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He was a husband who drove his wife home drunk from the partiesÂ
He was a husband who drove his wife homeÂ
And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door windowÂ
And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying;Â
They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildingsÂ
So tall these daysÂ
And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all dayÂ
But she would always always wake up the next morningÂ
And he'd take one look at her a say baby that's okÂ
And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying;Â
They build buildings oh they build buildingsÂ
Oh they build buildingsÂ
So tall these daysÂ
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she'd ask for timeÂ
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she would beg for time,Â
And she would beg for timeÂ
And beg for time and call it a giftÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her timeÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her time
But time is not given and time is not takenÂ
It just sifts through its siftÂ
And it was coffee and coffee and coffeeÂ
And coffee and coffee and coffee some moreÂ
He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the coreÂ
And by the time he came backÂ
She'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pineÂ
It would be almost as if nothing had happenedÂ
And he'd give her time, saying;Â
They build buildings, oh they build buildings, oh they build buildings,Â
Oh don't they build buildings, oh they build buildings,Â
They build buildings so tall these days
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she'd ask for timeÂ
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she would beg for time,Â
And she would beg for timeÂ
And beg for time and call it a giftÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her timeÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her time-Â
But time is not given and time is not takenÂ
It just sifts through its siftÂ
He was a husband drove time home pine scrub bathroom windowÂ
Don't they build buildings so tall these days...
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He was a husband who drove his wife homeÂ
And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door windowÂ
And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying;Â
They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildingsÂ
So tall these daysÂ
And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all dayÂ
But she would always always wake up the next morningÂ
And he'd take one look at her a say baby that's okÂ
And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying;Â
They build buildings oh they build buildingsÂ
Oh they build buildingsÂ
So tall these daysÂ
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she'd ask for timeÂ
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she would beg for time,Â
And she would beg for timeÂ
And beg for time and call it a giftÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her timeÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her time
But time is not given and time is not takenÂ
It just sifts through its siftÂ
And it was coffee and coffee and coffeeÂ
And coffee and coffee and coffee some moreÂ
He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the coreÂ
And by the time he came backÂ
She'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pineÂ
It would be almost as if nothing had happenedÂ
And he'd give her time, saying;Â
They build buildings, oh they build buildings, oh they build buildings,Â
Oh don't they build buildings, oh they build buildings,Â
They build buildings so tall these days
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she'd ask for timeÂ
And she would ask for timeÂ
And she would beg for time,Â
And she would beg for timeÂ
And beg for time and call it a giftÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her timeÂ
And he would give her timeÂ
And he'd give her time-Â
But time is not given and time is not takenÂ
It just sifts through its siftÂ
He was a husband drove time home pine scrub bathroom windowÂ
Don't they build buildings so tall these days...
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Ultimo aggiornamento (Lunedì 17 Agosto 2009)
