My head’s buzzing with possibilities
This girl is something else, and she is great
My head is buzzing, she’s my latest squeeze
She’s on the same wavelength, and though it’s late
It doesn’t matter. Maybe this is fate
I’ve had a few drinks, we’ve had some laughs, though
Comedians came and went, tried to deflate
Our enjoyment of the night. Even so
We didn’t care, we went elsewhere. Let’s go
Wherever fancy takes us, the trapeze
Of love, above the realms of fear and hate
Everyone else is down there far below
Wondering if we’ll fall. But it is these
Days we’ll remember. Over to you, fate
Wed 22 Oct 2008
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