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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Karen Zoid
Karen Zoid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karen Zoid
Karen Zoid
Composer
Don Reinecke
Don Reinecke
Composer

Lyrics

Clothes, clothes are all dirty
We know that
That we'll have to find a way
To the closest laundromat
Well, I knew I was in a hotel room
When I saw the painting on the wall
Like a scene out of a Mills and Boon
Like a rip-off of a Tretchikoff
Two lonely boats next to the sea
A seagull flying, a house and a tree
And I looked at you when you looked at me
And I thought to myself
Oh, I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
How I know you
How I'd show you
Shows, shows are so many
Every different place
Place your faith in another
I'll be there to help you keep face
Well, I wish I'd say what I really mean
But the words arrange me in between
If you could read my mind
Or see my soul
I'd never have to let you know
I'd never have to let you know
I'll be your friend forever, boy
Even when we act so clever, boy
I'll be your friend forever, boy
Even when we act so clever, boy
How I know you
How I'd show you
Oh, I'd get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day now
I'll get stuck in a small room with you
Any day, any day, any day now
Written by: Don Reinecke, Karen Zoid
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