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Now I know I was served in a big silver chair |
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But you seemed to think I deserved all indulgence I dared |
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We shared the same golden spoon |
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Unaware of who was feeding whom |
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Back then at the start we could eat with anyone we cared |
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I should've know you was full by the way that you hand it to me |
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We both got so old I couldn't say how we planned it to be |
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No need to pull any punch |
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Love maxims for lunch |
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With the fresh broken heart you will eat with anyone that's agreeing |
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We were full on caprese, we laughed while we dine |
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I served the entree, you served the spirits and the wine |
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But time heals, and while we laughed through our meals |
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I cheated desire, fading and tired and pine |
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So won't you RSVP now, say it right to my face |
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Have a maxim more for the road and let's get out of this place |
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I spent too long on the queue, you over drank the Le Tour |
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Let's get back to wafers and water, I can't stand the pace |
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I spent too long on the mike, while you were loving to type |
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And now that we've eaten we can both say what the hell we like |