| Found her with black hair, blue eyes really impressed
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| Back at her place this time fully dressed
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| She showed me around some
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| And i should of been a goner
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| When i noticed a shrine that was built in my honor
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| Candles and incense burned in oblivion
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| Artifacts and photos i almost had a heart attack
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| I fell thru a trap door and landed on a bed of nails
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| Flat on my back, yet again and it never fails
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| She whispered on my neck and the pain went
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| Away
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| I opened my mouth but then forgot what i meant to say
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| I felt rather nervous, and slightly delirious
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| She said that she loved me and told me that she was serious
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| Then i went numb, and froze like a dummy
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| She said «happy birthday» then pointed at her tummy
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| A cloud swallowed the sun
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| The hour hand bend
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| I didn’t know then what any of it meant.
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| We unscrewed ourselves
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| And made up new identities
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| Walked across enemy lines and slaughtered all our enemies
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| One hundred square feet was that we needed
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| I threw up my hands because i knew i was been defeated
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| Promises where thrown around just like confetti
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| And broken as easily as uncooked spaghetti
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| Our fuses where short, and we went off like rockets
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| She gave me a kiss then i emptied my pockets
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| Nothing to do, but to lay low and hide out
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| We sought shelter until the fireworks died out
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| The world was too much for us, made for insomniacs
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| We played dead or just laid in bed
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| Destined for escape, we both needed a chance
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| To go at alone and ride the seat of her pants
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| Joined at the hips, we took on the dreaded test
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| Closed our eyes, crossed our fingers and headed west
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| (Winter's going. and the leaves turn green) |