oh the things that you did to me
you got me started anew
and now i’m left with an emmory
but i’d much rather leave here with you…
to feel the glow of your majesty
i drink up all of my booze
begin to drown in my misery
but still I hope for some encouraging news…
your love felt something like ecstasy
i’d hate to scare it away
but i just wasn’t prepared ya see
i didn’t think i’d get the time nor the day…
and so i’m left with an emmory
her majesty had sent me away
i’ll stumble round in my misery
until I think of something nasty to say…
as miss kilkelly looked jealously
we intertwined the evening away
we made our lovin’ so publicly
i was still in love the following day…
to feel the glow of your majesty
i’d give it all away…
your love was something like ecstasy
now everything is relativ’ly grey…
look farther…
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