I sent you out to play last night
The alarms went off at three.
Funny how I'm not loving now
He's not coming home to me.

And I move out of love.
If only there was no consequence.
I'd watch it all turn to dust.

Hey can I go with you, my beauty number 2?
Hey can I go with you, when the rendezvous' over?

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