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Stockings red and spread your legs |
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Follow them to where they meet |
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And show me what i've paid for |
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Bite your lip and close your eyes |
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Hide the tears you feel inside |
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For giving up what was yours |
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I've watched the women come and go |
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They speak of michealangelo |
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They think all of their thoughts are all theirs |
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I want to take one home with me |
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I put on my shoes and step outside |
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I breathe the air i "know" is mine |
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See everything i "own" |
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I've got a house a car and diamond reasons |
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And i can buy these "needed" things |
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Because i did what i was told |
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"you could be holding on a rocket |
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Instead you've fallen by the way side of life" |
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She said "but you don't understand it |
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This is how i choose to live my life and that's fine" |
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"i want to take you home |
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And dry your crying eyes" |
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And she said "well i just sell my body |
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But you have gone and sold your mind" |