Polyamory - Bonaparte

You only just moved to the city

And I agree she’s pretty

And only on the second day

You met her at the gym in the hallway

She gets right to the real nitty-gritty

She’s impossibly witty

…cats who did it

It’s hard if you get away with it

Oohh

There she goes (she can swing with it)

But she was not to built to anchor in a harbor, you know (the trouble,

the trouble, the trouble)

The trouble is: Polly is polyamorous

The trouble is: It sounds good, but it’s not so glamorous

The trouble is: Polly is polyamorous

The trouble is: That you are not

It took a day or two

Before it got to you

A little bit of a heartache is fine

But this is going to kill you down the line

Same scene, but different if you ran with it One grain, but the beach got sand

in it

So many lovers, now you lost track

They’re knocking on the front door, coming through the back

Oohh

There she goes (she's got a thing for it)

It’s never is what it seems, only dead fish follow the stream (the trouble,

the trouble, the trouble)

The trouble is: Polly is polyamorous

The trouble is: It sounds good, but it’s not so glamorous

The trouble is: Polly is polyamorous

The trouble is: That you are not

Still you’re trying to make it work in your head

Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead

Still you’re trying to make it work in your head