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Sorry I rushed my homework, teach.

Of course I'm laughing, idiot, 
We always argue on the phone, 
We've always got much better things to do, 
On the rare times we're alone. 

I know just how to diffuse this, 
I'll use the words, that always worked so well. 
'baby, you're beautiful, exactly as you are'
For 2 minutes, you're quiet and then you start to yell.

You know that I won't take you seriously, 
Cos you're too damn fine when you shout. 
It's tempting to put away the essay, 
Drive to you and 'work' these issues out. 

'work' the issues out, leaving clothes on the floor,
Eventually we'll get to the bedroom.
Eventually you'll have had enough,
Baby, I'll be there soon.

Soon I'll be between your legs, fingers and tongue as well.
Soon I'll be kissing that tattoo that I've kissed a million times.
You'll be groaning, moaning and writhing,
As you explode in ecstasy, tightly shutting your eyes.

Give me just one hour, to tie up this piece of crap. 
I'll be there within 2 hours, you can shout to my face, 
And I'll make everything right, 
Against the walls, on the sofa, on the floor by the fireplace. 

Stop shouting, it's making me laugh. 
Stop screaming, it's not gonna help. 
I'm not listening anyway, I'm typing furiously, so I can be there in an hour or two.
You love me? I don't blame you.
Written by LadyLoss
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