So what do I do? I’ve got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach Like I’m standing on top of a very high building, oh, yeah All the stuff they tell you about in the movies But this isn’t chocolate boxes and roses, it’s dirtier than that Like some small animal that only comes out at night And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts And the curve of your belly And I may have to sit down and catch my breath.

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