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Office Romance

I can tell you want to talk, but don’t know what to say I better think of something quick, before you go away I wonder if you think about me, when I’m out of sight I think about you all the time and can’t get sleep at night I want to kiss you as you stand there looking at the floor I want to draw my office shades and have you ask for more I could be wrong that you like me, a fate much worse than death So I’ll just talk about the weather, until I’m out of breath

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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