(Springfield)

Talk about life, imitating art

Well I was sure that I heard the Director yell,

"Take it from the start"

And I could feel my body crushing yours

As the camera dollied into place

Your husband's in the front row, I couldn't look him in the face



Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong

But it grew too fast, too strong



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Don't you think your friends are talking Alyson?

They're blaming it all on me

I'm blaming it all on love

Well don't you think your friends are talking Alyson?

Just a little sexual tension

Under the guise of love



Young and tragic, I really felt the part

While we were sweating and screaming tearin out his heart

Well I was sure I heard the wind and the wires

crying in sympathy

For star-crossed lovers, Aly that ain't you or me



Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong

But it grew too fast, too strong



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For a limited run in your local bedroom

We knew the curtain would be coming down soon

Reviews were mixed, the press was unkind

Aly I hope they will forgive us in time, in time



Part of the attraction was that we knew it couldn't last

So we closed our eyes and held on fast



Don't you thing your friends are talking Alyson?

Who were we trying to fool?

What was I thinking of?



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