I'm going back to 505, If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive, In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side, With your hands between your thighs.
Stop and wait a sec, Oh when you look at me like that my darling, What did you expect? I probably still adore you with you hand around my neck, Or I did last time I checked.
Not shy of a spark, A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark, Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark, Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start.
I'm going back to 505, If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive, In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side, With your hands between your thighs.
But I crumble completely when you cry, It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye, I'm always just about to go and spoil a suprise, Take my hands off of your eyes too soon.
I'm going back to 505, If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive, In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side, With your hands between your thighs and a smile!
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