Drew McCreadie - Between the Sleeps Lyrics

Crafty Jim and his rubber bands
Left for dead by the roadside
Fell in a ditch the night before
And he knew it was his last
Yellow red and back and blue
And now it seems a blast
Sold a piece of timeless wristband
Four sticks and broken glass
Lazy Susan goes round and round
The family won't remember
All the good and yellow times
Bitter cold and boiled like a bone
She's a seven on a good day
And a three most of the time
And the two of them are lovers
And they haven't got a dime
Between the sleeps they can't remember
Between the sheets they don't reply
Between the cheap nights sad and sober
Between the readings and the lines
Between the sleeps they can't remember
Between the sheets they don't reply
Between the cheaps night sad and sober
Between the readings and the lines