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Now listen, Julie baby
It ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight
It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through
Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn
Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha

Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind
More further 'way than what you're lookin' for
I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door
And looked into my eyes
Your a little star struck innuendos
Inadequacies an' foreign bodies
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
Numbs my brain
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
Numbs my brain, oh Lord

Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe
I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe
I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you
Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord

The cool room, Lord is a fool's room
The cool room, Lord is a fool's room
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
On your sick bed

I gotta go, I gotta go
And you said, "Please stay, I want to, I want to
I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water
Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water."
I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go, baby."
I said, "I'll end, I'll send somebody around here later
You know we got John comin' around here later
With a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go."

The cool room, Lord is a fool's room
The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool's room, a fool's room
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B

I gotta go, I gotta go
I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe
We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know
Yeah, I got a few things gotta do
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry
Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh

I turned on the radio
If you want to hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you
There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh

You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah
I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby
Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room
In the cool room, in the cool room

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