Remember that
chilly October day when you coulda had it all, but took none, not even a
kiss? You "jeeped" me over to Manhattan, to see a play,
but flew back. Looking up, I wondered how you knew, fo' sure, what was going on behind those skyscraper windows(now I know)
I was so flustered, I couldn't even tell you what route to take back to my home(Was she feigning ignorance? No!)
You played like you were shooting a flare gun into the sky ;-) Damn, I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag!
Sitting in front of the address, finally, and I lunged, but you weren't having it. All I got was a whiff of your cologne.
Subtle scent for a unsubtle day. . .
but flew back. Looking up, I wondered how you knew, fo' sure, what was going on behind those skyscraper windows(now I know)
I was so flustered, I couldn't even tell you what route to take back to my home(Was she feigning ignorance? No!)
You played like you were shooting a flare gun into the sky ;-) Damn, I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag!
Sitting in front of the address, finally, and I lunged, but you weren't having it. All I got was a whiff of your cologne.
Subtle scent for a unsubtle day. . .
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