Sweaturnaround, every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild,
Sweaturnaround, every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a knitted garment in your arms.
Once upon a time I was falling in love,
But now my V-neck's falling apart,
Nothing I can do
A sweatered eclipse of the heart.
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