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Play me Old King ColeThat I may join with youAll your hearts now seem so far from meIt hardly seems to matter nowAnd the nurse will tell you liesOf a kingdom beyond the skiesBut I am lost within this half-worldIt hardly seems to matter nowPlay me my songHere it comes againPlay me my songHere it comes againJust a little bitJust a little bit more timeTime left to live out my lifePlay me my songHere it comes againPlay me my songHere it comes againOld King Cole was a merry old soulAnd a merry old soul was heSo he called for his pipeAnd he called for his bowlAnd he called for his fiddlers threeThe clock, tick tockOn the mantelpieceAnd I wantAnd I feelAnd I knowAnd I touchThe wallShe's a lady, she's got timeBrush back your hairAnd let me get to know your faceShe's a lady, she is mineBrush back your hairAnd let me get to know your fleshI've been waiting here for so longAnd all the time that passed me byIt doesn't seem to matter nowYou stand there with your fixed expressionCasting doubt on all I have to sayWhy don't you touch me, touch meWhy don't you touch me, touch meTouch me now, now, now, now, nowNow, now, now, now, nowNow, now, now, now, nowNow, now, now, now, now ...