We Don't Mind

In walls

a tuesday morning, November

i slept at your house the night before

we couldn't wait to get up to go for

a big breakfast in an old fashioned diner

a full meal six coffee refills later

we both have to be at work in an hour

let's call in sick i suggest to her

i'll call your boss and tell her that you're under

the weather, you'll call mine, you'll tell her

that i'm very sick and that

you're my mother

so we walk down the street

looking for a phone booth we

rehearse what we're going to say

so that we can have this day....away

we find a phone booth with room for two

i call your boss and i don't speak the truth

they're pretty mad about you but...they'll get through

you call my work in my mother's voice

they believe you.....and it starts to rain outside

in our phone booth we hide

it doesn't let up until 5

squished together we don't mind

we don't mind