Outside our window there is this guy,
who drops by (frequently)once in a while.
But is it just him or one among a gang of boys?
We are yet not sure,and oh! I wish we could tell u why.
But oops! we are sorry..its our fault you see..
To look outside our window is an unpardonable sin
And to leave the windows open for some fresh air to breath,
Is the ultimate crime,Be it 8 in the morning, weekend nights or Sunday eve.
Even if the drunkheads howl names at night,
Through the two layered curtain, we promise to pretend we are fine.
To the guy who stripes ,behind the wall,
We are sorry ,that even early sleeping girls turn you on.
To the one who stares full day long,
And the lights that penetrate through the window walls,
We assure you we’ll keep ‘mum’ and live along.
Cause to complain? How dare we,
Aren’t we the creatures who are responsible for all their deeds.
who drops by (frequently)once in a while.
But is it just him or one among a gang of boys?
We are yet not sure,and oh! I wish we could tell u why.
But oops! we are sorry..its our fault you see..
To look outside our window is an unpardonable sin
And to leave the windows open for some fresh air to breath,
Is the ultimate crime,Be it 8 in the morning, weekend nights or Sunday eve.
Even if the drunkheads howl names at night,
Through the two layered curtain, we promise to pretend we are fine.
To the guy who stripes ,behind the wall,
We are sorry ,that even early sleeping girls turn you on.
To the one who stares full day long,
And the lights that penetrate through the window walls,
We assure you we’ll keep ‘mum’ and live along.
Cause to complain? How dare we,
Aren’t we the creatures who are responsible for all their deeds.
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