I’m not a type and you know I really want you.
I’m waiting for the doors to close so I can really show you.
You’re interior is playing with my insides.
And everytime I close the door you watch a suicide.
Oh me and elevators we’re going to the go-go.
Me and elevators we’re going to the picture show.
Don’t you know I can’t love you like a girl.
You all set me up and bring me down.
One of these days you’re gonna find out, when the door’s closed.
I’m wasted in the elevator.
Don’t you know I’m wasted in the elevator?
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