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I put you on the King car You'll be home in an hour I ought to wipe the slate clean With new sheets and a shower You think I jumped the gun Well I think I bit the bullet If I held that trigger again I think I'd aim at you and pull it I don't really know ya But you were no Casanova You decide what I'm here to provide Fun and conversation versus Good old fashioned lubrication I'm fine this is all contrived And I'm fine that you're just On vacation I don't regret what we did Nothing wrong with a little impulse But man what I wouldn't give To be the one not returning your call

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