| I was talking to a friend of mine
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| about how I’d lost my faith.
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| My bird of paradise
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| had gone and flown away.
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| He gave me some advice,
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| said I’m better off alone.
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| Was a blessing in disguise
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| that the bird had flown.
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| Cause I need a woman
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| like I need a hole in my head.
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| Walking 'cross a firing line, yeah
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| Everybody’s got their say.
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| To lead someone else’s life, well,
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| seems easier in a way.
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| Started thinking he might be right, yeah
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| I could make it on my own.
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| Soft music and candlelight
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| will pave the road to the Devil’s home.
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| Cause I need a woman
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| like I need a hole in my head.
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| Then I saw you baby, and you looked so fine.
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| Legs so long and lips that made me lose my mind.
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| And the more I thought about it, his words rang true.
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| Just like my friend said, I need another hole in my head.
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| Staring into space last night, yeah,
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| up to the evening sky.
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| A shooting star cast a light
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| that opened up my eyes.
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| I sat back and I cracked a smile,
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| cause then it all made sense:
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| A bitter man builds a wall
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| where a smart man climbs a fence. |
| Cause I need a woman
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| like I need a hole in my head.
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| Then I saw you baby, and you looked so fine.
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| Legs so long and lips that made me lose my mind.
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| And the more I thought about it, his words rang true.
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| Just like my friend said, I need another hole in my head. |