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It was seven o’clock in the morning
And I don’t have a wife to clean
The sweep was what I took
To clean
The spilled coffee
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Rushed me to the work from home
And left the key in the car
Entered office I realize
And run back for the key
The unfortunate me
the spilled coffee
The office girl pierced at me
Maybe she want to be my wife
“oh, no!”
she look at me
because of the forgotten car key
the spilled coffee
the whole day passed
then the whole month and the year
the spilled coffee
but I always remember
the spilled coffee, and the car key
the office girl
pierced at me
pierced at me
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