A curtain of cigarette smoke surrounded us
"Hey, won't you take me for a ride?"
We could have love for one night
I was wearing polyvinyl chloride
Safe in a world of silk, lace, and velvet
You turned over onto your side
As I rolled over onto my back
Our sweat dripped down polyvinyl chloride
As you stood up and gather your things
It dawned on me that you had lied
A child trying to be grown up
You were wearing polyvinyl chloride
The door swung shut with a soft click
"Over and over, again and again," I sighed
Another day wasted but still I wondered
Would she be wearing polyvinyl chloride?
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