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[notford]

I’m sorry I’m late
Did I wake you up,
Or did I make you wait
I’m afraid it was
A small twist of fate

Well, just so you know
On the way back I
Well, I hit a deer so
The car is in a state
You really shouldn’t go

I’m sorry I’m late
I’m not shaken up
I had to make you wait
I’m afraid it was
A small twist of fate

I wonder if she knows
On the way back I
I may have hit a man
But now I can’t recall
My small twist of fate