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My Idea

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Well I see that we're coming to the end of the affair Well there's one final favor to ask of you my dear Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end And tell our friends that it was my idea I can't adjust to a life of endless afternoons Which one of us lives in this room I'll take the bus to the clinic every Thursday But the experts won't know what the fuck to do And if you hear someone calling at the bottom of the stairs Could you sing a song to me in a voice that I can't hear Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end Have you told anyone Have you told anyone