| 'Scuse me,
I apologize,
He likes your attitude,
He tries it on for size,
He spends the afternoon,
Between your thighs,
How's that for gratitude,
I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours,
It seemed to last for days,
This lady of the flowers,
And her hypnotic gaze.
'Scuse me,
I apologize,
She's got vaccum cleaner eyes,
So cute,
She's got magazines,
Filled with hair styles,
'Scuse me,
I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours,
It seemed to last for days,
This lady of the flowers,
And her hypnotic gaze.
She wears her tears on her blouse,
Confused and racked with self-doubt,
She stole the keys to my house,
And then she locked herself out.
'Scuse me,
I apologize,
He likes your attitude,
He tries it on for size,
He spends the afternoon,
Between your thighs,
How's that for gratitude,
I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours,
It seemed to last for days,
This lady of the flowers,
Her electronic haze.
She wears her tears on her blouse,
Confused and racked with self-doubt,
She stole the keys to my house,
And then she locked herself out.
She stole the keys to my house,
And then she locked herself out,
She lays me down,
She lays me.
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