i was walking behind you
when you open the door
i was so surprise to see
you're taking off your pants
your shirt is long covers all
your legs a beauty to reckon
i'm too tired to even dare
i walk it off as if i don't care
even though it brings spark
sleep has taken care of it
i wake-up, you forgot coffee
i know, punishment maybe
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