Toy Flights



Bored at home, nothing to do but eat
I'll give you a phone and you can come along the street
You/I'll bring the junk food, I'll/you (can) hire the tape
We can sit and poke fun at each other's shape
Water pistols at dawn
We were soaked to bits
Then you/I tried to bite me/you
So I/you hand-held hoovered your/my tits
Toy fights on the floor
Both drunk and drugged
Out of breath when we stopped
Then we sat on the stairs and hugged







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