It’s visiting time, again. | 1 |
You’ve offered to call him up on his cell | 2 |
So that when he speaks, you can be captive | 3 |
To his baritone voice. That sweet release | 4 |
That only comes now, while you’re at a bar | 5 |
Blunted in a glass of scotch like an inmate. | 6 |
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But he’s trapped inside his cell. | 7 |
Jailed to a vow that prevents his release. | 8 |
Shackled, ball and chain; this contrite inmate | 9 |
Petitions for you to approach the bar | 10 |
To hear his pleas. He longs to be captive | 11 |
In your solitary chambers, again. | 12 |
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You seek to grant him release. | 13 |
So like a missionary at a bar | 14 |
You pay visit to his prison, again | 15 |
Hoping he’ll be less like a captive | 16 |
And more like that dormitory inmate | 17 |
On a Disneyland animated cell. | 18 |
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But now he’s gone and raised the bar. | 19 |
He’s no longer acting like a captive | 20 |
He’s Hannibal Lecter, roaming his cell, | 21 |
Hungry to taste the face of his inmate | 22 |
Companion. And you can’t do it again, | 23 |
For you’ve already squeezed off your release. | 24 |
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And now you are held captive | 25 |
As you seek to pacify this inmate | 26 |
Who sees you ‘tween his pen and his release. | 27 |
‘Cause he doesn’t mind butchering again - | 28 |
Because divorcing himself from this cell | 29 |
Is the fastest way to get to the bar. | 30 |
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Suddenly you’re the inmate, | 31 |
Disbelieving you wound up here again. | 32 |
Because you had purposed yourself to bar | 33 |
The prospect of love in an empty cell. | 34 |
Yet being locked up is a sweet release | 35 |
With this convict whose heart holds you captive. | 36 |
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In this guarded cell, you grab ahold of his bar | 37 |
And let go of the release that holds you captive, | 38 |
To share your sentences with this inmate again. | 39 |