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SPAMCAPITAL: IT'S SUNDAY!

The more and more I think about this, about Sunday-and what it meant to me, and what it means. No, fuck that, what she means to me and what I can't have, but I could and I want. OH MY FUCKING GOD! I WANT TO TASTE HER EVERYDAY OF THE FUCKING WEEK! MY DESIRE IS BACK. IT IS NOT LOST.
Sundays are for Murrmaids. Sundaes too. Everyday is a Sunday.
 
Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep
Let the world spin outside our door, you're the only one that I wanna see
Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold
Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold
And stop thinking about what your sister said
Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed

CHROUS: Put the phone machine on hold
Leave the dishes in the sink
Do not answer the door
It's you that I adore -
I'm gonna give you some more

We'll sit on the front porch, the sun can warm my feet
You can drink your coffee with sugar and cream
I'll drink my decaf herbal tea
Pretend we're perfect strangers and that we never met...
My how you remind me of a man I used to sleep with
that's a face I'd never forget
You can be Henry Miller and I'll be Anais Nin
Except this time it'll be even better,
We'll stay together in the end
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed
 
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