Another year with nothing to do

So messed up, I want you here
In my room, I want you here
Now we’re gonna be face to face
And I lay right down in my favorite place
Cause now I wanna be your dog
Cause now I wanna be your dog
Cause now I wanna be your dog
Well come on!
And now I’m ready to close my eyes
Cause now I’m ready to close my mind
And now I’m ready to feel your hand
To lose my heart on the burning sand
Cause now I wanna be your dog
Cause now I wanna be your dog
Cause now I wanna be your dog
Well come on!

Nothing takes the edge off of a stressful all-nighter at the job than The Stooges.
Iggy fuckin’ Pop to the rescue. Again.
That’s all.

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