Oh my darlin' the legs under this table
are independently bumpin' in to mine
They're on a mission dispatched to disable
my defenses and they're working just, fine
It was late last year signal coming in clear clear
and I saw you at the bar we had a few beers and I
walked you home and the sky was clear and it
was filled with stars like we were filled with beers
and I got distracted in a winter wonderland and I
felt nostalgic and wanted to hold your hand but I
didn't know you well enough to ask
plus I was afraid 'cause I thought that you were pretty bad ass
and not into holdin' hands
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