| I am a woman of heart and mind
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| With time on her hands
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| No child to raise
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| You come to me like a little boy
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| And I give you my scorn and my praise
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| You think I’m like your mother
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| Or another lover or your sister
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| Or the queen of your dreams
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| Or just another silly girl
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| When love makes a fool of me
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| After the rush when you come back down
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| You’re always disappointed
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| Nothing seems to keep you high
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| Drive your bargains
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| Push your papers
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| Win your medals
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| Fuck your strangers
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| Don’t it leave you on the empty side
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| I’m looking for affection and respect
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| A little passion
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| And you want stimulation-nothing more
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| That’s what I think
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| But you know I’ll try to be there for you
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| When your spirits start to sink
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| All this talk about holiness now
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| It must be the start of the latest style
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| Is it all books and words
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| Or do you really feel it?
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| Do you really laugh?
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| Do you really care?
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| Do you really smile
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| When you smile?
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| You criticize and you flatter
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| You imitate the best
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| And the rest you memorize
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| You know the times you impress me most
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| Are the times when you don’t try
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| When you don’t even try |