Every time she thinks about leaving that night she has the same dream And it goes like this:
She's walking across the river She's walking across the street Looking down she starts to shiver Looking down she has no feet. The IRS is in hot pursuit Disguised as grandmother She tried too hard to hide all the loot By giving it away to somebody or other Who works in a skyscraper Where there's a receptionist at the door But she doesn't have the right piece of paper And her pants aren't on anymore. Suddenly she's sitting on the toilet Right there in plain view of the man As usual she had to go and spoil it Just when everything was going according to plan. Then the bus came by and she missed it So it came by again and she missed it again The third time it came by she kissed it Which put her in the arms of her ex-boyfriend Who was alive again, he was alive! And she no longer grieving But she throws off his embrace and runs from the scene.
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