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She said it was just a figment of speech |
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And I said |
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"You mean figure." |
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And she said |
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"No, figment" |
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Because she could never imagine it happening |
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But it did |
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When we first met I played the shy boy |
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When she spoke to me for the first time my nose began to bleed |
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She guessed the rest |
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The next day we went on a bus ride to the ferry |
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And when nobody came to collect our fares |
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Well, I knew then this was something special |
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I couldn't stop thinking about her |
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And every time I switched on the radio |
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There was somebody else singing a song about the two of us |
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It was just like being on a fast ride at the fun fair |
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The sort you want to get off because its scary |
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And then as soon as you're off you want get straight back on again |
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But all love is strange |
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And you have to learn to take the crunchy with the smooth I suppose |
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She began going out with Mr. Potato Head |
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It was when I saw her in he car park |
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With his coat around her shoulders that I realized |
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I went home and thought about the two of them together |
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Until the bathwater went cold around me |
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I thought about her eyes and the curve of her breasts |
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And about the point where their bodies met |
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I confronted her about it |
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I said, |
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"I'm the most illegible bachelor in town." |
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And she said, |
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"Yeah. That's why I can never understand any of those silly letters you send me." |
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And then one day it happened |
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She cut her hair and I stopped loving her |
