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You're My Shop

You're My Shop

I meet you behind closed doors
discover you walking the floor

see everything in you I want 
I know you're my shop

our relations have been constrained
now my credit limit's been raised

I love the weight of full bags
reminded of you in subway ads

the practical side of our love
Is displayed for the world to see

we fit like hand in glove
on sale for the winter season

the only relationship I have
Is the banter with your associates

I live on a planet made up
entirely of parking garages

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