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Lydia Lunch
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[Verse 1]
We had a date, 12th Street at eight
If you're gonna be there, don't be late
Instructed as such without a soft touch
If it would've mattered, it didn't too much
I waited for you, a minute or two
Well, just what kind of a girl do you think I am?
[Verse 2]
Fumbling around a cigarette
Smoked it to the ash and then lit up again
Blowing smoke rings blind in the air
If you're comin', baby, you're just two in a rears
I'm too impatient and you're just too late
My attention span is just not that great
[Verse 3]
Then this young kinda guy walked right on by me
He couldn't have been more than sixteen
There's just nothin' I can do, you just gotta understand
You see, he had this walk, I mean, down pat
And no, he wasn't goin' my direction
So I just kinda turned around, I had to
I was really possessed, I mean I wasn't myself
[Verse 4]
I was so close, I crept like a cat
Visions of seduction lurking under my hat
He was so young, such innocence
If I had control, I didn't feel any yet
I couldn't be heard, not a sound did I make
If this is the real thing there's just no need to fake
[Verse 5]
So now was the time, the crucial eighth mile
If I had to do it, it would be with a smile
A tap on his back, a slip of my belt
He turned around and I knew that the ground would melt
I put on the ice, the smile was gone
Hey, baby, and the rest
Written by: Lydia Lunch