It comes in a little bottle
Sixty pills at a time
It seems when I take them
They make me feel so fine
I always lay on the bed
As the room takes to flight
As I start to take off
I know it will be a wonderful night
No more pain to deal with
I'm floating high you see
The little white pills in the bottle
Always seem to set me free
6-5-10/RJH
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