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Shoes at the door and a colour coded kitchen Evidently very house proud With a hiccup and a wink And your dish in the sink You've declared that dinner is over Now we're left with the decision Is it us we both envision We'll decide when we get upstairs As mush as it's a sure thing I still feel there's a chance We could end up just doing dares And so, Armed with a conviction That betrays me in a second I lie with an excuse I can't believe I'll get away with That I don't like driving in the dark It's hard to tell between the sky and the bark But the offer of a taxi Leaves it all in burning tatters My belt was on the floor already But again that hardly matters As nice as it was of her to offer to pay Letras de cancionesThe real payoff would only come if I stay Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes Are useless to me now Sad sonf and waltzes and yesterday's clothes Are useless to me now Hope flutters on underneath closed doors This spiralling romance a real tour de force I screamed weak whimper of stuttering protests Callously turned away, sudden lack of interest Swinging the light I'm begging for confession A tight lipped jab about a lady's own discretion Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes Are useless to me now Sad sonf and waltzes and yesterday's clothes Are useless to me now After what seemed like a cliché I feel robbed of a morning No akward searching for toothpaste Or a housemate scorning Why do women act like they're doing men a favour It's not like they can live without relationships either Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes Are useless to me now Sad sonf and waltzes and yesterday's clothes Are useless to me now I live in a huff of supremme court disgrace Sitting on the front step doing up my face, In the crush to get in I tore them off rather quickly Ridding them completely of their plastic nobility. In a moment I'll not call madness just yet I engraved on her letterbox cruel brunette From Letras Mania