Summary
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The song begins with the narrator telling her partner not to come home, instructing him to go to his West Village apartment instead. She's on her way to drop off his belongings, stuck on the F train, feeling stressed and losing her mind. Upon entering his apartment, she realizes something isn't right.
The narrator discovers her partner's apartment is a 'pussy palace,' a place for sexual encounters, rather than the 'dojo' she once thought it was. She questions if he is a sex addict.
She finds a shoebox full of handwritten letters from heartbroken women, sheets strewn across the floor with long black hair, and a Duane Reade bag containing sex toys, butt plugs, lube, and hundreds of condoms, highlighting his double life.
The narrator reiterates her shock at discovering the true nature of his apartment, again questioning if she's dealing with a sex addict and expressing her dismay at the 'low blow'.