A LOTTA NIGHT MUSIC
She's up all night
Talking away,
Keeping it up
Till break of day.
Pity poor me,
Under attack–
I married an
Insomniyak.
A LOTTA NIGHT MUSIC
She's up all night
Talking away,
Keeping it up
Till break of day.
Pity poor me,
Under attack–
I married an
Insomniyak.