odds

you stand there framed, joking, while on the inside I’m choking, but say ‘hi’
with a flaming sense of redness and that black dress but I digress, never mind
I’d like to kill my good friend, but I thank him for the time spent with your surprise

well I guess you got invited, though I couldn’t have decided, it’s a mess
my home is sorta dirty, but you feel that it is worthy, quite polite
so after some more beer and white wine we do end up here, that makes two

what are the odds of meeting you in this crazy town tonight?
what are the thoughts that keep racing through your head as we kill time?
what are the words I want to speak to you to appreciate your style?
I don’t know… it’s just so… I only know you’re great

not sure what’s so enchanting, maybe the stories that you’re panning like a pro
it’s noted that you don’t like cats and, hey, mine is fine with that, don’t sweat it
after all you’re all grown up and I do really fall for that, it’s true

there’s funky music beating and decisions not appealing to what’s next
with drinks in a stranger’s place and you near I don’t feel displaced one bit
then somehow I lost the way, I’m going home, but that’s okay, kiss-good-night

what are the odds of meeting you in this crazy town tonight?
what are the thoughts that keep racing through your head as we kill time?
what are the words I want to speak to you to appreciate your style?
I don’t know… it’s just so… I only know you’re great

with many ways to contact you I’ll pass and say we’ll be due in time
recalling your contagious smile allows life going all the while for me
and your name it’s stuck like the glue keeps thoughts of you from going loose
in my mind… in my mind

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