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It's a funny little algorithm, nearly impossible to solve
It's a trust issue that I have yet to get over…
I promise I'm working on it… maybe
It's the lady on the messaging machine, her voice is soothing
It's that late night text, 3:15 AM vibrations wake me up
It's a comfy white car, with a dirty little secret

It's uncharted territory that's oddly familiar

It’s whispers because talking is so passé
It's a little lie here and there, but both parties are guilty
It's an endearing cow-lick and Lite Cool-Whip ®
It's a grown man and a growing woman
Like a rocket, like the ocean
It's conservatism and peace-loving hippies
It's ever so slightly frowned upon
… But, it's my favorite three-number combination.