I'm in no mood to comb my hair:
There's a chill in the air.
And it's catching.
Catching.
There's a chill in the air.
And it's catching.
Catching.
I was so drunk last night, i didn't even undress for bed
And i swear the pin in my hair got stuck in my head
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