Spinning
(Bergquist/Detweiler)
My head's spinning like a broken record player
Come and drop the needle, drop it down up there
Steal me from this jaded God-forsaken place
Write some new lines on my face
I need you my love to come and sing for me
A brand new revolutionary melody
I am ready now to throw away the rules
We're all beggars, tramps and fools
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