Hung up by the rubber straps.
Towed in, broke between the gaps. Coffee shop, paper napkin town. Turn that french frown upside down. Come inside and take a seat. I’m waiting to give you a little treat. With a smile and frozen wink, I’ll push you in the skating rink. Glide along your chosen path. Gilded cage holds Golden Calf. Drop a penny in the game. Find your marbles aren't the same. Once more over coffee, tea. Will you ever think of me? I'll tell you if your chance is good. Rabbit’s foot and knock on wood. What will be your Destiny? Share the future I can see. If I don’t, maybe, I suppose You'll become your lethal dose. Everyone's taking two steps back, As I push you down the track. Every answer seems to fit. Your next choice because of it. Made your bed and here I lie. Destiny for a lucky guy. S2E7 6/28/24
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