I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your
side
With your hands between your thighs
Stop and wait a sec
Oh when you look at me like that my darling, what
did you expect?
I'd probably still adore you with your hands
around my neck
Or I did last time I checked
Not shy of a spark
The knife twists at the thought that I should
fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher
than the bark
Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to
start
I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your
side
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you've had to greet me
with goodbye
I'm always just about to go and spoil a
surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your
side
With your hands between your thighs and a smile
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