There are times I feel like (jokingly) killing myself,
There are times I feel like listening to my conscience,
And of course times I haven’t heard from anyone else,
Which leaves me to say, ‘What a fool I am, at times’.
Taking my girl to Bondi Beach just to sun bake and have a little dip,
Well, I could have stayed all day, just staring at bare boobs,
Of which, sometimes were planted in front of your face,
But of course, I enjoyed the warm soaking sun on my back.
After hours of no suntan lotion splashed on my body,
My pains of intensive heat started to cause that sun burnt feeling,
I arrived home, with no sweat to bear,
But plenty of moans and groans, as I lay bare.
Silly me, I’ve learnt my lesson,
Silly me, the results are being shown,
Silly me will never do that again,
For Christ’s sake, I don’t want pain!
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