Behind the Wall of Sleep - Smithereens
She had hair like Jeannie Shipton
Back in 1965
She had legs that never ended
I was halfway paralyzed
She was tall and cool and pretty and
She dressed as black as coal
If she'd ask me to I'd murder
I would gladly lose my soul
Now I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her
Behind the wall of sleep
Well she held a bass guitar and
She was playing in a band and
She stood just like Bill Wyman
Now I am her biggest fan
Now I know I'm one of many
Who would like to be your friend
And I've got to find a way
To let you know I'm not like them
Now I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her
Behind the wall of sleep
Got your number from a friend of mine
Who lives in your hometown
Called you up to have a drink
Your roommate said you weren't around
Now I know I'm one of many
Who would like to be your friend
And I've got to find a way to
Let you know I'm not like them
Now I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her
Behind the wall of sleep
Behind the wall of sleep
Behind the wall of sleep
Behind the wall of sleep
Compilation CDs containing this song:
Sedated in the Eighties
Poptopia: Power Pop Classics Of The '80's
Cavestomp
Return to Ultimate '80s Songs