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Written on May 25, 2005, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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Woke up this morning
It was three fifteen a.m.
Woke up this morning
Was only three fifteen a.m.
I ain’t sleeping no more in this bed
Coz last night the strangest dream came

Dreamt I was a wizard named Woo-aah
With blond hair and a table
In my dream I was a wizard called Woo-aah
With long blond hair and a table
I can’t sleep no more in this bed
Coz oh my, my mind ain’t too stable

I was running all around this crazy scene
And I still don’t know what it mean
I was running running running around this mad scene
Oh Lordy just what can it mean
Was it blue cheese-eating in my bed
That woke me at three fifteen

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This thing has 3 Comments

  1. Blog ho
    Posted 25 May, 2005 at 2:15 pm | Permalink

    blow, baby, blow

  2. transience
    Posted 25 May, 2005 at 3:14 pm | Permalink

    how do i sing this?

  3. Astrid
    Posted 5 June, 2005 at 7:00 pm | Permalink

    In reference to the cheese, well, I heard someone say: “Sweet dreams are made of cheese. Unfortunately, this makes it more likely that mice will try and eat your face while you sleep.” So maybe it were the mice who awoke you at 3:15. I’ll scold them for you!

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