Standing outside on a kitchen floor
Love utensils in the
You do me wrong but still I'm crazy about you
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all
It's all behind me now
The work is done
We
Your skin a white stained sensation
Clinical bodies won't do
Delivering protests of intellect and
Persevere over singular verbs
Your
Scurrying across the broadwalk
Some places I tend to forget
Now there's a girl about town
I'd like to know
The cottage is windswept
Now there's only sorrow here
Follow
Before the light of day
Reveals itself
I am assured
She keeps her patience for the bedroom
Should satisfy her
Could I ever explain this feeling of love?
It just
Take it easy, check me out
Take it easy, check
I feel so rejected
Come dance for me
I need
Just you and me and a Marxist gun
Heaven knows
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