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Cactus
David Bowie
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Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Won't you take off your dress and send it to me?
I miss your kisses, 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, yeah, oh
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, dine, dine, dine, dine, yeah
D-A-V-I-D
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing 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
Just sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Yeah, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah