We met in a hotel bar,
You were sheltering from the rain,
It was my hotel,
I was doing the same.
We drank, we laughed,
We began to flirt,
She made her entrance,
So our time was cut short.
And so began,
Our illicit affair,
Opportunities were taken,
So that we could share.
Our first, our second,
Third and our forth,
And eventually a fifth,
No doubt, of course.
But nothing more,
There’s a ninety day ruling,
As if it would last that long,
Who were we fooling.
And so it ended,
As quickly as that,
Our window of opportunity,
Firmly closed shut.
