"I was running late for work/So I didn't change my shirt/The evening's drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth/And when I left/You were fast asleep/Tangled in the sheets/And on the bus I could have sworn it was all a dream/And it didn't happen to me/And then I felt the scrapes/From the slippery subway grate/ Oh how you laughed/At my complete lack
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