| You came at last, and your timing was impeccable your role had not been cast
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| And you fit the mold you were perfect in most every way a subject to behold
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| Now the news had broken through, and all of those stories grew
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| We wondered if you’re capable of all they say you do…
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| You
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| You
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| Early photos by assortment, all of this made you important
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| We were given something new
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| Fantasies we’re bound by wire, fiction told by your desires
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| Story holes we fell into, but it’s too late
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| Cause we’re obsessed with you
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| You came at last, you gave a face to all the media that left us quite aghast
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| And you filled a void, and your musings filled the broadcast air for all to be
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| enjoyed
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| Soon we all were moving on
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| One last look and you were gone
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| Your future may hold many things, but all of us we’re through with you
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| You came at last, and before you had a chance to speak your time already passed
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| Bottom line appease the sponsors take a hold and sell the monster
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| Innocence we hardly knew
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| Stories to add fuel to fires, in the end they’ll call you liar
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| But the truth is we’re all glad for you |