Can't you stay here?
You must catch your bus and return to a life no one wants,
A routine that the masses dictate you must complete,
So it goes...
Here, I running around.
Who wants you to be alone with the chocolate bar fumbling
around in your hand.
Its meant for two,
Its meant for two,
and you feel like you must wait to take a piece,
otherwise I'll feel slighted by your impatience.
Well, you got your cap that matches
the gown,
and well,
really,
who says you have to wait for anything?
I'm happy all the more.
There's the refrain.
Who knows where you can go.
There's the refrain again,
So it goes...
Later Days, Longer Nights
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