Bathroom Traffic at the Edge of Loneliness

When all of your buttons’ are pushing
And new clothes are too close to the bone
And accquaintance has taken all of my cushions
The temperature’s rising, Nurse Jones
So why can’t you leave me alone?

When all the good fish are floating
Or just too young for you
And the fishermen won’t take your soiled hand
The temperature’s rising, Nurse Jones
Why can’t you leave me alone?

When all your discharged sailors do hit the dust
And quiet men wake up to a moan
You like what you are, don’t know what that is
The temperature’s rising, Nurse Jones
So why can’t you leave me alone?

When all your mean streets collide, station a mess
And cold feet can find no way to roam
And birds set themselves, up in your nest
The temperature’s rising, Nurse Jones
So why can’t you leave me alone?

When all your black dogs hold your telephone
And visitors shady re-fuse to sing
You know that love is best left alone
The temperature’s rising, Nurse Jones
So why can’t you leave me alone?

Bathroom Traffic at the Edge of Loneliness

hudson

Kingston Heights, New Zealand

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Would like it if you guys could try to add another verse or two. sought of like an open collaboration. Lisa?!

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