Teksty: Descendents. All. Clean Sheets.
Clean sheets mean a lot,
To a man who sleeps on the floor.
Well I wanted your love,
On the shelf or the dresser drawer.
You tucked me in,
Stopped my tossing and turning.
But I turned back the covers,
And saw your sheets are dirty.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.
What I saw in the bed,
For a guy who sleeps on the floor.
Was enough to perpetuate,
All the lies I heard before.
But I want to hold you,
Got to hold my pillow instead.
Cause my pillow would never lie,
Or be with a stranger in my bed.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.
Those sheets are dirty.
Those sheets are dirty.
To a man who sleeps on the floor.
Well I wanted your love,
On the shelf or the dresser drawer.
You tucked me in,
Stopped my tossing and turning.
But I turned back the covers,
And saw your sheets are dirty.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.
What I saw in the bed,
For a guy who sleeps on the floor.
Was enough to perpetuate,
All the lies I heard before.
But I want to hold you,
Got to hold my pillow instead.
Cause my pillow would never lie,
Or be with a stranger in my bed.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.
Those sheets are dirty.
Those sheets are dirty.
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