| I could sing you round a pole
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| I could talk you up a tree
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| But when it comes to what really matters
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| You are way more clever than me
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| I knew i wanted to be challenged
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| But i was unclear about how
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| So i’ll be the guy with the toolbox
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| And you be the fun lovin gal
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| And i’ll learn to fix stuff
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| If you will teach me love
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| And god will radiate out from within us
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| Instead of this bullshit from above
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| And we can dance round like monkeys
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| After the paparazzi have gone home
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| Having let go forever
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| The fallacy of ever being alone
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| I could sing you round a pole
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| Like a ball at the end of a rope
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| Have you duckin and sluggin
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| Protecting your head
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| But i decided just to love you back instead
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| Cuz i have studied my own pain
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| Like an ambitious scientist
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| And i’ve discovered it’s all the same
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| And has nothing to do with this
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| So i’ll learn to fix stuff
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| If you will teach me love
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| And god will radiate out from within us
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| Instead of this bullshit from above
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| And we can dance around like monkeys
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| After the paparazzi have gone home
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| Having let go forever
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| The fallacy of ever being alone |