What Deaner Was Talkin’ About Songtext
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The wash is out, it′s hanging up
And all I have is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
I don′t think I will ever return again, my friend


If I was king, I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert and dress to kill
I might even slip you something

The sun comes up and I′m all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
I don′t think I will ever return again, my friend

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
I don′t think I will ever return again, my friend

I do not think I will ever return again, my friend
I do not think I will ever return again, my friend