I would leave the place tomorrow with never a backward glance.
So I laughed and brushed past him out of the
Room with my spoon and plate still in my
Hands. you're a little tense, '...look at your
Hands.' 'but why do you leave me here,
Here's where one goes to have a real good
Time.' he said: 'my dear', just after I had
Finished my meal out there on the hallway.
Well well, not today. you're a little tense.
Look at your hands from across the hall. 'got to make a call...'
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