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by: Peter Johnson
uploaded: 02/15/2019
I don't know why I was drinking those things
Until the room was spinning round me in dizzying rings
I grabbed for a hand which turned out to belong to you

So much happened and much of it too quickly
you asked my name and my intentions 
and did I always look so sickly
And we stumbled to the door into the raucous night
If I had a hope of making it home it was slight

Can you tell me where we're going
I don't recognize these streets
I feel like novice sitting next to you
You're nothing like anyone I'd expect to meet
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