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There’s one thing you must learn About women, it is just this They always call you – Whether it be to make-up Or break-up They let you know where you stand. It was some time after I fell out with Josy And I dared to ask her flatmate The droll question: “Josy holding up ok?” She clearly wasn’t because She hadn’t called me. The short answer I got Was a cold “Yeah, she’s fine” Women too are full of contradictions: “Fine” means she’s not fine She’s probably been crying, The short answer is teasing They want you to ask more To suffer, suffer, suffer. The fact the flatmate was reserved Means that Josy has told her a lot. The fact I thought this was gonna be painless Is testament to the fact it’s not.
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Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 2:55 PM UTC
Don’t Call Me, I’ll Call You
There’s one thing you must learn About women, it is just this They always call you – Whether it be to make-up Or break-up They let you know where you stand. It was some time after I fell out with Josy And I dared to ask her flatmate The droll question: “Josy holding up ok?” She clearly wasn’t because She hadn’t called me. The short answer I got Was a cold “Yeah, she’s fine” Women too are full of contradictions: “Fine” means she’s not fine She’s probably been crying, The short answer is teasing They want you to ask more To suffer, suffer, suffer. The fact the flatmate was reserved Means that Josy has told her a lot. The fact I thought this was gonna be painless Is testament to the fact it’s not.
dan-hinton
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Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 2:55 PM UTC
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