Lovers
Love has no limits as we grow older
Excitement's a spice rack and toilet roll holder
We bought from the shop down the road
Comfortable in silence together alone
We watch TV garbage on our throne
Our sofa's now moving to lover's mode
Its squeaky and creaky it'll wake the kids up
My backs out of place and I can't reach my cup
It's my lover or my Darjeeling tea
We tried something different from our foam bed
It didn't work out so my lover then said
"Upstairs you can have tea and me"
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