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Pavlovs Dog - Stop Short Lyrics

Moving back to Monday, dinner time at eight
Gonna catch a morning flight, staying way too late
Try to read the good book and pretend that she's not near
Stop short, I don't think it's gonna last
Stop short, I let her get on past

On again, off again, she's a traitor you don't know
I tell you I love you, I need you so
Try to read the good book and pretend that she's not near
Stop short, I don't think it's gonna last
Stop short, I let her get on past

You have been doing such a runaround
You're such a little thing
Call her once, there isn't any more
I take my time and I hope it all works out

The wrong times move in, and the whole thing watches me
Draw straws for days passing by
Living off the starshine, and the river's all run dry