You ask me
Why the tears?
But no, you didn’t hurt me
I can’t sleep at night
Got you on my mind
I’m in love with you
This wasn’t supposed to happen
Just a you pay, I lay financial arrangement
And a trip back to the railway station
But it’s no longer a job
It’s more of a pleasure
No longer an appointment
It feels more like a date
And yes, the colour of your money sure is nice
But I’d prefer the pleasure of the pain twice
And BOY!!
You sure are a handful
I feel as though I should be paying you
Can’t you see
I’m in love with you
This wasn’t supposed to happen
Maybe you should try another agency
No that’s not what I want
But it’s for the best
Because I’m getting attached to you in a big way
I’m in love with you
I’m in love with you
I’m in love with you
This wasn’t supposed to happen
Friday, 2 January 2009
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