The Dozens

Oh my lovers think I'm lovely in the morning when I wake When I roll in folds of slumber When I caress I give and take. All my enemies are just like me They're a fatalist mistake An abandoning of deities The slowest interstate Let the bakers have their dozens Let the coppers get their man Let doctor, lawyer, fix her for you Catch her if they can Oh and all the stars in heaven Cannot count on me alone For I'm a lover's enemy And I can't be counted on. All my lovers under cover of night Wrestle with their wounds. They're pawing sorrow's piety. They're kissing pleasure's gloom. All my enemies are ready for A drink or two to spite They're praying for forgiveness and They're ready for a fight. Let the bakers have their dozens Let the coppers get their man Let doctor, lawyer fix her for you Catch her if they can Oh and all the stars in heaven Cannot count on me alone For I'm a lover's enemy And I can't be counted on. All my lovers love me tirelessly They listen and they see They work the web of time itself To fall and capture me All my enemies they envy every move I've ever made The tireless love i gather, Even the rain on my parade. Let the bakers have their dozens. Let the coppers get their man. Let doctor lawyer fix her for you Catch her if they can. Oh and all the stars in heaven Cannot count on me alone For I'm a lover's enemy And I can't Be counted on.