Yonkers

I kissed you on the cheek and you
Kissed me on the cheek and I
Kissed you on the mouth and you
Told me how it would never work out

I screamed inside my car
In existential joy and abject sorrow
Screw tomorrow
Is this a rope to climb or one to merely hang on

I'm going to Yonkers now
I'm going to Yonkers now

If we meet again
I might call you Doctor
You might call me disgusting
And ask me what I've been up to

I'm going to Yonkers now
I'm going to Yonkers now



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Writer(s): Mark Dempsey
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