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We’d lay in bed and dream about
A time we’d both get out of town
How could he forget about me
And book a trip so selfishly
Forgot about the plans we made
To go together to the eastern states
His tickets bought, he caught a sale
My invitation got lost in the mail
My boyfriend went to New York and he didn’t invite me (x2)
It’s 10 AM on a Saturday
And he’s touched down at JFK
I won’t wait for him to write
I’d rather get on the next flight
To Berlin, or Tokyo
I’d skip on my rent to go
I’m done with him! What can I say?
Sometimes I think he tries to cause me rage
My boyfriend went to New York and he didn’t invite me (x2)
He calls me baby, but I don’t care
He owes me one, and I’d say that’s fair
It’s the weekend and I’m dying my hair
I’ve got no regard for him I swear
That’s when he came to my place
With irises and his precious face
“Pack your bags, give your hair a rinse
I’ve booked a trip for two to Paris”
My boyfriend went to New York and he didn’t invite me! (x4)