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You emerge a woman Let your hair down from those knots And let me keep the ribbon So I can keep you in my thoughts What really feels the worst When narrowing, I had to Isn't the threat of getting hit It's that if I did I still couldn't have you You go to bed next to him I'm just a whim Just a whim When you've had your drinks in You don't come to my life I only go to yours I jump the walls and cut the fence But still have to knock on the door I beg you for permission To sit in on this chapter But I didn't think that I'd get stuck And not care for what came after You go to bed next to him I'm just a whim  Just a whim When you've had your drinks in But why doesn't he come? He won't bask in the light of your sun. He listens to all that you've done But takes the bench for this one Let me force myself upon you And you can whip me with the guilt I've got the better back So I'll take the weight you might have felt I'm just a whim I've done it again haven't I? Thinking im better or clever or sly It's impossible for me to live a lie So when I say I can't be with you I have to tell them why If he tried to match my passion then from your fancy roof you'd sing But there's a device between our vice And the ring is the thing It's not fair I don't remember what I said While you were swerving down the road You're next to him in bed but you don't want to sleep alone So I go and think the thoughts that make me eligible for lashes If this could be our final moment I wouldn't care if this car crashes So close those tired eyes And let's see what happens But you make it back  next to him I'm just a whim  Just a whim Just a whim  Somebody buy me a drink.
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 11:47 AM UTC
I've Never Met Her Husband
You emerge a woman Let your hair down from those knots And let me keep the ribbon So I can keep you in my thoughts What really feels the worst When narrowing, I had to Isn't the threat of getting hit It's that if I did I still couldn't have you You go to bed next to him I'm just a whim Just a whim When you've had your drinks in You don't come to my life I only go to yours I jump the walls and cut the fence But still have to knock on the door I beg you for permission To sit in on this chapter But I didn't think that I'd get stuck And not care for what came after You go to bed next to him I'm just a whim  Just a whim When you've had your drinks in But why doesn't he come? He won't bask in the light of your sun. He listens to all that you've done But takes the bench for this one Let me force myself upon you And you can whip me with the guilt I've got the better back So I'll take the weight you might have felt I'm just a whim I've done it again haven't I? Thinking im better or clever or sly It's impossible for me to live a lie So when I say I can't be with you I have to tell them why If he tried to match my passion then from your fancy roof you'd sing But there's a device between our vice And the ring is the thing It's not fair I don't remember what I said While you were swerving down the road You're next to him in bed but you don't want to sleep alone So I go and think the thoughts that make me eligible for lashes If this could be our final moment I wouldn't care if this car crashes So close those tired eyes And let's see what happens But you make it back  next to him I'm just a whim  Just a whim Just a whim  Somebody buy me a drink.
johnny-overseas
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 11:47 AM UTC
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