Coin

When I'm near you, I feel brand new, I feel shiny as a coin
When we're hiking through the forest, I can't wait to climb up in your tent

But when you go
I'm all status and no quo
I'm P-B and no J
I'm foul and no play

You move slowly, it's unholy, guacamole never tasted so good
When you're near me, and you cheer me across the finish line, I'm out of breath

When we cuddle, you're not subtle, the space shuttle made less noise
When it's quiet, I can't help it,
like a ninja I attack

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