you said later, how long is that going to take, honey? why not now?
you could give me a thousand reasons, but it's easier to fly with my wings to moscow
i'll get my shovel and overalls, dirt on my face. all that's left to do is plow
for that damned day, i know i'll still hate you forever. to this i vow,
i'll never make another mistake like you, and if i do
i'll know what to say: "Ciao!"
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