Humans Etcetera - Lemon

Thanks for selling me a sour
bike with a flat tire I have to replace.
I'll be pushing it on the sidewalk
to your shop in ChaShan.
Will you please fix it?

Oh, I won't get my hopes up.

Will the pizza be ready in
time for me to eat a slice
before I need to punch in?

Oh, I won't get my hopes up
to fall down. I'm down
to rush the chef and
make him box it up, but
I know I'll be late.
Who cares?

Thanks for making me eat a lemon.

Written by:
Curtis Rapley, Justin Henry

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