A Knock on the Door is all it would take To get me up and awake I like to have fun just like the next man and woman and child too And yet they went without me Forgot me Left me just to do This slave labour straining under lamp light when I could be partying out tonight And all I needed To stop me moaning and complaining is a knock on the doorBirth sign: Leo
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