Don’t call me past eleven PM.
It won’t happen again.
It happened once,
it happened twice,
it happened three times,
maybe four times,
maybe five times,
maybe, maybe happened six times,
but it won’t happen seven times,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I’m not your late-night booty call.
Don’t call me past eleven PM,
it won’t happen again.
You can call me at ten fifty-nine,
but don’t call me at eleven because that’s my rule now.