One Minute is all it took
and now I get it
Hey Look!
There’s a lot of history here let me tell you
I hope you’re sitting down, baby,
Sorry, it took so long
but you were far away,
And I just found your phone number today
So I’ll spit it out now baby

Are you feeling me?
I don’t believe your stories
You’re no more brave than you used to be
Take me seriously
I’ll pretend that I’m not he
But it’s still hurts and I still breathe
But while I’m quick to admit that the outlook’s bleak
I’m pulling in five hundred bucks a week
I’m fine with the way things are
And I’m in love

There’s nothing I would rather do
Than anything involving you
You’re still the one I can’t stop thinking of

Got lost on the Penna Turnpike
The grey moon was bright as a prison searchlight
How soon we forget how much it hurt the first time
And I smiled at the stroke of midnight
Cause I knew the trap I’m in is skin tight
Somehow I know we’ll get by

Because I’m much smarter now
I know all your secrets and even they don’t get me down
Your hard to figure out and even harder to please
But that’s what I need
I know it’s hard to believe but just trust me

I know how it feels to be seventeen
To be young and in love
And feel so unclean
To just lie in your bed and you pray that your eyes won’t close
Cause heaven only knows how much I dream about you
I know what I’d be without you
And the saddest image I have seen
You run right through my scar queer ass
And shatter my heart of glass
And how hard I’ll laugh
As I cash in the insurance policy
You say it’s obvious
Then prefer honesty
Well, I’m in no mood to defend my immodesty
So let’s just pretend that I’ve ended my odyssey

Where else can I go?
You’re the sweetest girl I know
I’m pregnant
And I’m coming home to you
But what can we do?
There’s some indiscretion
Who needs an ancient history lesson
I feel good
And you look fetching
O as if there’s any question!

Lyrics submitted by teh merrymaker

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    General CommentI believe it's "cuirass," meaning breastplate, not "queer ass." So it should be something like "run right through my scarred cuirass and shatter my heart of glass"
    judahnielsenon August 22, 2006   Link

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