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The way ,it, goes . somewhere with yoU
The classic tale
Of boy meets girl;
Girl is hot
Girl sucks cock
Boys wife does not
Boy likes a lot
Girl tries to stop
Boy lies a lot.
Wife cries a lot
Love dies
Wife plots
Girl cries
And sobs
Life trips and falls
He slips
She knows
Needle pricks
Skin crawls
Legs stagger
Bar brawls
Late night
Jail phone calls
Kids sob
From the other room
As mom screams
She is going to move
And we don't know
What to do
Where will we go
If this is true?
Please just hold
Me this time through
I want to go
To somewhere new
And start a new life
Somewhere with you.
There's a country song playing
In the back of my brain
And its western twang
Will surely turn me insane
There's a dark roast brewing
Percolating and stewing
As thick smoke infuses
In the morning air
And I'm still here
And you're still there
With flighty hopes
Of meeting up somewhere
Always making plans
To run away
And maybe we will
One day
Of boy meets girl;
Girl is hot
Girl sucks cock
Boys wife does not
Boy likes a lot
Girl tries to stop
Boy lies a lot.
Wife cries a lot
Love dies
Wife plots
Girl cries
And sobs
Life trips and falls
He slips
She knows
Needle pricks
Skin crawls
Legs stagger
Bar brawls
Late night
Jail phone calls
Kids sob
From the other room
As mom screams
She is going to move
And we don't know
What to do
Where will we go
If this is true?
Please just hold
Me this time through
I want to go
To somewhere new
And start a new life
Somewhere with you.
There's a country song playing
In the back of my brain
And its western twang
Will surely turn me insane
There's a dark roast brewing
Percolating and stewing
As thick smoke infuses
In the morning air
And I'm still here
And you're still there
With flighty hopes
Of meeting up somewhere
Always making plans
To run away
And maybe we will
One day
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