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Disney's Ice Parade

	You left your notes on lesbian sex
	On the fishtank in the hall
	It took me all afternoon
	To read them all
	I learned more in that day
	Than I’ve ever learned before
	I don’t think you and I
	Should go clubbing anymore
	Last night your mother called to say
	Your father’s run away
	With the man who plays the polar bear
	In Disney’s Ice Parade
	She says don’t worry she’s okay
	She hated ice-dance anyway
	And now she’ll have more time alone
	To drink her days away
	Drink her days away
	Doesn’t need anyone to help her
	She’s okay
	Now I’ve come home again
	To find you in a sticky mess
	We won’t get our deposit back
	If you carry on like this
	So put away your whips and chains
	They couldn’t hold me anyway
	It’s the space between your shoulder blades
	That makes me want to stay
	And I’m okay
	I don’t need anyone to help me
	And now we retreat to the kitchen I’ll make you some tea
	You tell me when you were young you thought there would be
	Something more glorious for you to be
	And I say glorious?
	What could be more glorious than you and me
	And so your father’s run away
	Your mother’s in a drunken haze
	Doesn’t mean that you and I can’t make it anyway

	You left your notes on lesbian sex
	On the fishtank in the hall
	It took me all afternoon
	To read them all
	I learned more in that day
	Than I' ve ever learned before
	I don' t think you and I
	Should go clubbing anymore
	Last night your mother called to say
	Your father' s run away
	With the man who plays the polar bear
	In Disney' s Ice Parade
	She says don' t worry she' s okay
	She hated icedance anyway
	And now she' ll have more time alone
	To drink her days away
	Drink her days away
	Doesn' t need anyone to help her
	She' s okay
	Now I' ve come home again
	To find you in a sticky mess
	We won' t get our deposit back
	If you carry on like this
	So put away your whips and chains
	They couldn' t hold me anyway
	It' s the space between your shoulder blades
	That makes me want to stay
	And I' m okay
	I don' t need anyone to help me
	And now we retreat to the kitchen I' ll make you some tea
	You tell me when you were young you thought there would be
	Something more glorious for you to be
	And I say glorious?
	What could be more glorious than you and me
	And so your father' s run away
	Your mother' s in a drunken haze
	Doesn' t mean that you and I can' t make it anyway