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For crying out loud , 
It’s All Coming Back to Me Now; 
1977 Meatloaf’s Bat Out of Hell.

I wanted  time to slip away just a little faster,
as  love became blank broken faced alabaster,
when we’re young and reckless we never thought
that making love would ever get us caught.

Often You took the words right out of my mouth 
on a Hot Summer Night with kisses and hands moving south,
 knowing better of what could come  undone
wrestling  in the backseat of the car for fun.

There we were together again moving with the flow
 All revved up with no place to go 
trying to find Paradise by the Dashboard Light  
in breathless  seconds  we struggled to get it right.

Second base was the furthest we should play along 
and  the aching was never like the song 
2 out of 3 Ain’t Bad 
the  yearning just made us mad.
 
Heaven Can Wait 
as we drove home to the garden gate
Let Me Sleep On It  we thought aloud
Praying for the End of Time  on some far off cloud.

I raced back into your arms,
Like a Bat out of Hell,  start the car, let me have your charms
I thought I could wait, keep my love in wise abate
I’d Do Anything for Love but I won’t do That!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0g3dEM_zmGM

9/8/2016

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