He was the king of random fancy
An incorrigible flirt
He liked to try to put her on a pedestal
Just so he could look up her skirt
But he's changin'
And she is nobody's girlfriend
She doesn't mind
Dormant desires
Which are better kept clandestine
He captured her imagination
A brutal vista on the map
She thought she felt her will break
But it was the weather
From a chilling wind
To a full fledged cold snap
We will be lazy with our language
And comfortable with our clothes off
We will say just what we have in mind
And she is nobody's girlfriend
She doesn't mind
Dormant desires
Which are better kept clandestine
The way you want it
Is just the way it's going to be
That's the way you want it
It's just the way it's going to be
The only version you'll see me
Oh, I still see the broken up
Broken up, broken down
Broken up, broken down
Do do do do

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