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One score and five eyes wide |
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And blind now with fright |
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And your freckled pride bright white |
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In this merciless light |
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Held tight to rise and twine |
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And i in recline |
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Your thighs inside mine |
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I realize weve no time to hide |
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So what wondering eyes might pry |
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At the switch of this light |
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But much to my surprise the brightness subsides |
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Before i catch sight |
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How can you approach those throes |
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In clothes your parents chose |
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As above so below |
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Or so have i been told |
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And though my age may show |
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No more so than that rose sewed |
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In your underclothes |
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A joke a callow hope |
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And should you choose to stay |
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Or if instead you stray |
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I pray that either way |
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This (?) chain remains in place |
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One score and five eyes wide |
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And sick with this fright |
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White lies aside somehow surprised |
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But I've missed my time |
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And yet never you mind might my tide rise |
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A little behind |
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For between you and I I'd sooner die |
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Than live with this kick inside |
