I see you in my mind as you drive off,
Next Sunday when we start another show,
Like little piggies eating from a trough
We've found this thing but cannot let it go.
So you drive off and then you're all alone,
Inside our seven-seater family car,
And I'll be left behind with heart of stone
Explaining to the kids just where you are
"She had to go away, she has to work..."
"She had to go out for a little run."
While inside my emotions go berserk,
As I know the unstoppable's begun.
Then later in the dark when you return,
I'll touch your sacred body and I'll burn.
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