some words and thoughts
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the film was a bust but we stayed 'til the ending
hair all a mussed but your clothes didn't look so bad.
back on the streets the rain was descending
in cold dirty sheets, so under the yawning we sat
and then you hailed yourself a yellow cab
and i sat for a time by the valleys in line and i read what you wrote on the card
above the cowboy you drew a big tough balloon saying
"try not to take it so hard"
but there's this nagging suspicion that wont leave me alone tonight,
it's just that everything i try to do, nothing seems to turn out right.
we laid on our backs and stared at the ceiling,
messed with your slacks but ended up just holding your hand.
the rain will remain the tv was telling
a drip of the drain as your legs lift to brilliantly bend
and fall to resting on the ottoman
so we turned off the tube and we crawled to your room
leaving discarded clothes in our way
and we both had some fun though i twice bit my tongue
and it lasted too long for my taste
and there's this nagging suspicion that wont leave me alone tonight,
it's just that everything i try to do, nothing seems to turn out right
a wink and a wave and you're off to your family
i sit and watch as the taxi lights distantly fade
i guess i always thought it'd end this way.
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the film was a bust but we stayed 'til the ending
hair all a mussed but your clothes didn't look so bad.
back on the streets the rain was descending
in cold dirty sheets, so under the yawning we sat
and then you hailed yourself a yellow cab
and i sat for a time by the valleys in line and i read what you wrote on the card
above the cowboy you drew a big tough balloon saying
"try not to take it so hard"
but there's this nagging suspicion that wont leave me alone tonight,
it's just that everything i try to do, nothing seems to turn out right.
we laid on our backs and stared at the ceiling,
messed with your slacks but ended up just holding your hand.
the rain will remain the tv was telling
a drip of the drain as your legs lift to brilliantly bend
and fall to resting on the ottoman
so we turned off the tube and we crawled to your room
leaving discarded clothes in our way
and we both had some fun though i twice bit my tongue
and it lasted too long for my taste
and there's this nagging suspicion that wont leave me alone tonight,
it's just that everything i try to do, nothing seems to turn out right
a wink and a wave and you're off to your family
i sit and watch as the taxi lights distantly fade
i guess i always thought it'd end this way.
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