I had my dream

I held your hand

On that broad avenue

We crossed the road

And never spoke

To another as we flew

We left your man

Alone in drag

Laughing there at us

A romantic bust

A blunder turned

Explosive blunderbuss

An ancient grand hotel of Persian thread and ivory

And when your man would turn his head I'd see you look at me

Pools of brown and sea of red

And demons in your pocket

That same romance

Performed a dance

Inside your silver locket

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A corner exit not tall enough

To walk out standing straight

Designed by men so ladies

Would have to lean back in their gate

You grabbed my arm and left with me

But you were not allowed to

You took me to a public place

To quietly blend into

Such a trick pretending not to be

Doing what you want to do

But seems like everybody does this

Every waking moment

I laid you down and touched you

Like the two of us both needed

Safe to say that others might not

Approve of this and pleaded

“So selfish them” would be their cry

And who'd be brave to argue?

Doin' what you people need

Is never on the menu

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