| Look at every man you meet
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| It can be him on every street
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| The woman’s waiting for the next attack
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| Bold black headlines made in dark
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| Show how the man can make his mark
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| The woman learned it from her dad
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| How he can be like Jack the lad
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| Hits and misses I do you will
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| Love and kisses yours in hell
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| Look at him in every face
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| The woman see and takes her place
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| He rips at her heart, till death them part
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| Everywhere she see his power
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| Sees how Michael Caine takes a shower
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| See herself in houseproud adds
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| Gatefold Miss World Page, Three Miss X
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| I’m not talking about a psycho-killer
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| Sonny, it’s not one of those
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| It could be you, it could be me
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| It’s someone we all know
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| See him walk down any street
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| The woman fears and hears his feet
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| If his team lost, then she get beat
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| Neighbours shrug, go back to chatter
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| Just a man who’s on the batter
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| Then he gets his legal way, on just another Saturday |