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i'm watching you become a manwell how does it feel to be livingthis wild enchanting dragon-whippingyou stepped into my better lifewithout a seam out of place and i wonderedwhen you'd struggle from your neatlypleated covers'cause i saw you in my life in the endfor better or bestyou would be my man...ahhhi wanna throw you up against the hard white walland make you mine, and make you minebut there is time i must be gentle withthis rare chance-taking wonder-childmake it through the jungle and i'll meet you onthe other side'cause there was magic in our dancing tonightfor better or bestyou would be my man...ahhh...man, don't you want to danceto the swing of the bach couranteto the sway of the leaving trainsto the swish of your lash, |
