She on the Phone

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Just a moment ago I was happy

all in my own little world

then I picked up the phone, now I'm feeling

Like you have another girl.

I have a million questions

that I'm way too scared to ask

and I fear that if she's your other

I'd be weak and not dump your ass...

Maybe you feel we're just "playin"

That, my love, we're just fucking around

That in good time, if you were mine

She'd be the one you found

So who the hell is she? Just a friend?

If not, why were you talking then?

Why'd you cover the phone so I wouldn't hear?

If you wanna leave, just go my dear

If what I thought we had ain't enough for you

Then pack your shit, get out

We're through.


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