| He knows it’s 15 seconds away
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| Spend another summer underneath his covers
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| Or find out
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| Hello -- this is not where little girls should play
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| She moves
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| It’s final
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| Hey… is she ever gonna do it?
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| Is she ever gonna get around to it?
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| Hey… is she ever gonna do it?
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| Is she ever gonna go through with it?
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| She knows she swore she’d savor it all
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| Staring at the ceiling there’s a bitter feeling upon her
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| He goes counting cracks that run along the wall
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| They lay in silence
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| Hey… is she ever gonna do it?
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| Is she ever gonna get around to it?
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| Hey… is she ever gonna do it?
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| Is she ever gonna go through with it?
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| She tries to move up closer to him
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| Hoping for a kiss she reaches for his sweaty cold hands
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| He smiles -- this is what the fuss was all about
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| He leaves
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| It’s over |