.(Benson/Falkner)
Drip, drip, drip, drip outside my window
A head full of zip sleeps on my pillow
And it must be a phase that I'm in
'Cause I can't explain to begin
It could be a permanent thing
But it feels like a meaningless fling
The man in the pink: such a mi.
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