Diplomat's Son

It's not right but it's now or never
 And if I wait could I ever forgive myself?
 On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide
 With the light from the TVs buzzing in the house
 
 Cuz I'm gonna cut it where I can
 And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
 If I ever had a chance it's now then
 But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
 
 To offer it to you would be cruel
 When all I want to do is use, use you
 He was a diplomat's son
 It was '81
 He was a diplomat's son
 It was '81
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 Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen
 I could sleep wherever I lay my head
 And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub
 Let me know that I shouldn't give up just yet
 
 Cuz I'm gonna take it from Simon
 And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
 If I ever had a chance it's now then
 But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
 
 To offer it to you would be cruel
 When all I want to do is use, use you
 He was a diplomat's son
 It was '81
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 I know, you'll say
 I'm not doing it right
 But this is how I want it
 I can't go back
 To how I felt before—
 That night I smoked a joint
 With my best friend
 We found ourselves in bed
 When I woke up he was gone
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 He was the diplomat's son
 It was '81
 Looking out at the ice-cold water all around me
 I can't feel any traces of that other place
 In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river
 There's a car all black with diplomatic plates