Baby . . .
Gabriel Duncan

One and one makes two
Two and twelve make fourteen
C'mon, baby, just tell me what you mean
No need for the charades, baby
I wish you would come clean
I found that number in your jeans

I ain't mad, baby
Just a little bit confused
Why you can't believe
That I'm leaving you

All I ever wanted, baby
Was a little monogomy
But it just seems, baby
That you lied to me

Oh, what are we to do, baby?
Oh wait, not me
Not we
You

Not once, but twice
We rolled the dice
I'm walking away
And I won't turn back

Have a nice life
Hitting the road