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Hey Jupiter
no one's picking up the phone
guess it's me and me
and this little masochist
she's ready to confess
all the things that I never thought
that she could feel and
hey Jupiter
nothings been the same
so are you gay
are you blue
thought we both could use a friend
to run to
and I thought I wouldn't have to keep
with you
hiding
thought I knew myself so well
all the dolls I had
took my leather off the shelf your apocalypse was fab
for a girl who couldn't choose between
the shower or the bath
and I thought I wouldn't have to be
with you
a magazine
no one's picking up the phone
guess it's clear he's gone
and this little masochist
is lifting up her dress
guess I thought I could never feel
the things I feel
hey Jupiter
 
© Copyright 1999 -- Jeffrey M. Johnson
Last Updated 10/7/99