(Springfield)
Talk about life, imitating art
Well I was sure that I heard the Director yell,

"Take it from the start"
And I could feel my body crushing yours
As the camera dollied into place

Your husband's in the front row, I couldn't look him in the
face


Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong
But it grew too fast, too strong


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Don't you think your friends are talking Alyson?
They're blaming it all on me

I'm blaming it all on love
Well don't you think your friends are talking Alyson?
Just a little sexual tension

Under the guise of love

Young and tragic, I really felt the part

While we were sweating and screaming tearin out his heart
Well I was sure I heard the wind and the wires
crying in sympathy

For star-crossed lovers, Aly that ain't you or me

Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong

But it grew too fast, too strong

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For a limited run in your local bedroom
We knew the curtain would be coming down soon

Reviews were mixed, the press was unkind
Aly I hope they will forgive us in time, in time


Part of the attraction was that we knew it couldn't last
So we closed our eyes and held on fast


Don't you thing your friends are talking Alyson?
Who were we trying to fool?
What was I thinking of?


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