Butthole Surfers – Who Was In My Room Last Night (Guitar)

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I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm flying

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All night long my body burned, my sheets were wet and cold

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The lights were on, my eyes were gone

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And any second, lose control

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The pounding at my window is just the pounding in my head

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I wonder who was in my room last night?

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Who the hell was in my bed? Ow!!!

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There must have been a body there, I swear I felt some flesh

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It took a little time, but I figured they were mine

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There were fingers going down my chest

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My mouth went through the ceiling

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And my body fell through the floor

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I couldn't find a key 'cause there was no hole I could see

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And someone had moved the door

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The cops, the priest, the crisis line

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No one really had a clue

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No one could tell us who was touching me

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Or exactly what I should do

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My throat was dry, my hopes were high

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But nothing really ever got said

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But who was in my room last night?

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Who the hell was in my bed? Ow!!