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Cactus lyrics
Sittin' here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishin' that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?
I miss your kissin' and I miss your head
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
Just run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet and send it to me
I miss your soup and I miss your bread
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
So spill your breakfast and drip your wine
Just wear that dress when you dine
D A V I D
Sittin' here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishin' that I had just something you wore
So bloody your hands on a cactus tree
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me
Sittin' here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on David Bowie Box Disc 7
- 1 Sunday
- 3 Slip Away
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- Track 5 on A Reality Tour
- 4 Fame
- 6 Sister Midnight
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- Track 2 on Outside / Earthling / Hours / Heathen / Reality Disc 7
- 1 Sunday
- 3 Slip Away
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