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Just come sit on my couch baby

here, play the guitar for me

I'll waltz around you, absorbed in my

   daily chore haze

touch you here, kiss you there

Just come sit on my couch baby

you don't have to move an inch 

a hundred days & nights would not

   be long enough to rest your

      weary bones wasted in service

         to the Queen of Swords

Just come sit on my couch baby

we'll smoke fat joints of Koa's B-52

   and eat too many chocolate chip cookies

I'll make the dirty chai lattes that you love

let's forget that other places exist

smoke some more & forget some more 

I don't know why you keep going back

   there baby, it's a dead end

I'll be here when you finally figure that out