Papillon busted free,
though it took him 'til he was sixty-three,
and nobody cared about the goddamned inquiry.
And Degas stayed on the farm,
though he found no cause for alarm.
It was a hell of a swim, but he still had two good arms.
Gorillas are for eating.
Don't you know it's true?
I fell in love with you.
And don't you think it's sad?
Cause here we both stand,
amidst the wreckage of our past.
And I'll spend the day with you.
We'll meet at your house after two.
You're the most exhausting girl I ever knew.
And when you let me leave I'll go.
I'll let you get back to your phone.
You mean well, Mel, but you're all talk and no show.
Pick you lips 'til they're bleeding.
Don't you know I fell?
The lair of the queer devil
is deeper than you thought.
The computer's still on,
and the webpage is alt.com.
And I hope you'll come back soon.
And I feel like a million bucks today, a million bucks today.
Cause I know it can only go up from here.
Cause she says it's so much better after all.
After all we been through,
I can't get my mind off of you.
It's a hell of a way to spend the whole day through.
And you left your name on the bar,
you hopped in your little brown car.
You moved in with gramps and you got yourself a job.
And the room is slowly sinking.
But I can play guitar.
And Morgan you're so far
away from me tonight.
And I'll try to make it right.
By putting you in this here song.
Oh my God, Blake.
That's what she said.
Papillon busted free.
We watched him at 4:53.
And I'm glad you chose to spend the night with me .