song + lyrics - S.Bristoll
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Just a flight of fancy...
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Constance, I note with consternation
Your lack of response to correspondence duly sent to you
More than in hope than expectation
I’ll wait by the letterbox impatiently for telling news
Even though you’re acting superior
You seem at war with yourself
Try to get a grip my dear
Or we will fall out, quickly and painfully
Constance, my plea in mitigation:
The whole situation led to problems no one could forsee
Meanwhile, my gross inebriation
Let certain third parties I won’t mention slyly hoodwink me
Even though you think me perfidious
You’re just the same as me
Try to get a grip my dear
Or we will fall out, deeply and instantly
Along the path of a relationship well we all get lost sometimes
And if we give someone a secret to keep then we might get hurt sometimes
Cos we all get hurt sometimes
Yeah we all get hurt sometimes, sometimes
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