Fuck - Table
She sets the table
She checks the clock
They're almost coming, ready and able
Except for the one who is not
She sets the table
Peeks out the window
A quarter to eight, they're late
Maybe forgot
Then there's the knock on the door
She checks the table
And rechecks the table
Ready or not
Written by:
TIMOTHY PRUDHOMME
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