So Long
from New Shoes by Meghan Cary
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lyrics
So Long
I met you on Sunday
You kissed me on Monday
By Wednesday you had me in bed
What happened Tuesday is up for debate
The wine must’ve gone to my head
You called me on Friday
You said you’d call Thursday
We planned to meet Saturday night
Something familiarly strange in your tone
But I told myself hey, it’s alright
And I’m liquid now, melting in your arms
Swaying to and fro to the passion of the moment
You didn’t call Monday
You didn’t call Tuesday
On Wednesday you got my machine.
By then I was wondering just what I was missing
Was there something I should’ve seen?
And I’m liquid now, melting in your arms
Swaying to and fro to the passion of the moment
You know and I know that this is all wrong
But I haven’t felt so damn good in so long
In so long, in so long
So kiss me and touch me and tell me
You won’t let me down
So kiss me and touch me and tell me
You won’t let me down
So I called you Friday
You called me back Sunday
Two or three weeks had gone by
The next time we spoke was on Avenue A
You couldn’t look me in the eye
And I’m liquid now, melting in your arms
Swaying to and fro to the passion of the moment
You know and I know that this is all wrong
But I haven’t felt so damn good in so long
In so long, in so long
I met you on Sunday
You kissed me on Monday
By Wednesday you had me in bed
What happened Tuesday is up for debate
The wine must’ve gone to my head
You called me on Friday
You said you’d call Thursday
We planned to meet Saturday night
Something familiarly strange in your tone
But I told myself hey, it’s alright
And I’m liquid now, melting in your arms
Swaying to and fro to the passion of the moment
You didn’t call Monday
You didn’t call Tuesday
On Wednesday you got my machine.
By then I was wondering just what I was missing
Was there something I should’ve seen?
And I’m liquid now, melting in your arms
Swaying to and fro to the passion of the moment
You know and I know that this is all wrong
But I haven’t felt so damn good in so long
In so long, in so long
So kiss me and touch me and tell me
You won’t let me down
So kiss me and touch me and tell me
You won’t let me down
So I called you Friday
You called me back Sunday
Two or three weeks had gone by
The next time we spoke was on Avenue A
You couldn’t look me in the eye
And I’m liquid now, melting in your arms
Swaying to and fro to the passion of the moment
You know and I know that this is all wrong
But I haven’t felt so damn good in so long
In so long, in so long
credits
from New Shoes,
released May 5, 1998
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