One Great Marriage

He says he loves his girl Slim,
I know it’s just a name.
His hands will follow my waist,
no matter how far it goes.

Twenty first of May,
may I have our love forever?
I’m seasick, as he waves at me,
I shake myself to pieces,
bayside bae, and his party girl,
so satisfied in his storm.

He won’t dance with me until we’re alone,
the crowds can’t get enough of us,
but he’ll be at home waiting,
a better buzz than I’ll find at any bar.

I whistle, impatient, and he runs,
everything important surrounds me,
as he closes me into his arms.
I am his last love,
and he, my first.
Hello, baby,
don’t ever say goodbye.


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