Pleasureland
from Pleasureland
words and music by Bob Carr
Copyright 1992 Bar/None Records

Come on up here darling
Before your blanket's hot
I'm leaving in the morning
This is my last night

I've done my time and I've made my steps
Now I'm leaving pleasureland

I'm bringing nothing with me
Everything is yours
And I'll walk very softly
Across these creaking floors

I've done my time and I've made my steps
Now I'm leaving pleasureland

So be still my love
Be still my love

I guess I know it's dying
I guess you know it too
So there's no use in lying
There's nothing left to do

I've done my time and I've made my steps
Now I'm leaving pleasureland

I've done my time and I've made my steps
Now I'm leaving pleasureland

Be still my love
My love


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