"Cressida" as written by Mark M Weinberg and Unknown Writers....
At one a.m. I met a pretty girl in a bar
We left in separate cars
Only to wind up unwinding in separate beds
There's no one to hold on to
Disconnect the phone
There's no one to hold on to
The century ends
I'm right back where I began
And now I know that it's too late
At three a.m. I dropped a pretty girl in my bed
We slept in until noon
Only to wake up singing the same old tune
There's no one to hold on to
Disconnect the phone
There's no one to hold on to
The century ends
I'm right back where I began
And now I know that it's too late
There's no one to hold on to
Disconnect the phone
There's no one to hold on to
Where'd she get her ways
As I fall into bed drunk
And start to count the sheep
There's no one to hold on to
This one's backwards and attached to legs
And I fall down again
The century ends
I'm right back where I began
And now I know that it's too late
She drives home with me in my Cressida
Then I wake up


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"Cressida" as written by Unknown Writers Mark Weinberg

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