How did we end up
talkin' in the first place?
You said you liked my Cobain shirt.
Now we're walking, back to your place.
You're tellin' me how you loved that
song about living like a prayer.
I'm pretty sure that
we're half way there.
But when I wake up next to you
I wonder how,
How did we end up here?
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