Soup.

The Wedding Present - Soup

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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She can’t believe that’s the fourth bottle he’s uncorking

He can’t believe that they’ve just wasted another hour talking

He pours more wine into her cup

and together they watch the sun come up

And then he says: “I’ll love you if you’ll let me”

And she says: “But, baby, you’ve only just met me!”

Touching, laughing, flirting, dreaming

But, inside, there’s a voice that’s screaming

No soup for you, no soup for you

No soup for you, no soup for you

No soup for you, no soup for you

No soup for you, no soup for you



He says: “Don’t wake up, but I have to be somewhere else today”

And, still wearing make-up, she watches as he walks away

And, although he’s managed to enthral her,

she already knows that he will never call her

No soup for you, no soup for you

No soup for you,