I'm sorry, I'll wait awhile
You should be numb by now
The scotch and water smile
Is coming on your face,
like oil
A spider, and you're the fly
It's time for us to dance
I'll place you on satin sheets
And cover you with oil
And after the dance be done
You'll look a little pale
We will whisper the sweetest lies
And cover them with oil
Over and over I study your face in the light
Cause I may never be as close as I am tonight
Like oil
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