She had hair like Jeannie Shrimpton, 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!
[Chorus:]
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'd 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!
[Chorus:]
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!
(Final chorus)
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!
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She had hair like Jeannie Shrimpton back in
1965 Now I lie in bed and think of her
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 asked me to I'd murder, I would gladly lose my soul
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
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 home town
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 just 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
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She had hair like Jeannie Shrimpton 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 asked me to I'd murder, I would gladly lose my soulNow I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleepWell 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 to let you know I'm not like themNow I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleepNow I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleepGot your number form a friend of mine who lives in your home town
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 just got to find a way to to let you know I'm not like themNow 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
The Smithereens
About Behind the Wall of Sleep
"Behind the Wall of Sleep" is a song by the American alternative rock group The Smithereens, released in 1986. It is the second single released in support of their debut album Especially for You. The song was featured on the compilation Left of the Dial: Dispatches from the '80s Underground.
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The Smithereens
The Smithereens are a rock band from Carteret, New Jersey, United States. The group formed in 1980 with members Pat DiNizio (vocals & guitar), Jim Babjak (guitar & vocals), Mike Mesaros (bass guitar & vocals), and Dennis Diken (drums & percussion). This lineup continued until 2006, when Mesaros left the band and Severo Jornacion took over on bass guitar. more »
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Written by: Pat Dinizio
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