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Right from the first day |
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One man stood alone |
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And somehow he missed |
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What didn't exist |
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How could he have known |
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He looked all around him.. |
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And lifted his head |
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For he heard a voice |
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And rose to rejoice as somebody said |
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This place needs a woman's touch |
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To share in the plan |
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For without a woman's touch |
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Life don't mean much to a man |
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Up through the ages |
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The stories the same |
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A king to himself, alone with his wealth |
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Is living in vain |
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His castle will crumble |
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And he'll wonder why |
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'Cause wealthy or poor, |
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There's one thing for sure |
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He just can't deny |
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The need of a woman's touch |
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To share in the plan |
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For without a woman's touch |
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Life don't mean much to a man |
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I was a drifter who couldn't be tamed |
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So wreckless and wild.. |
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But lost like a child |
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Whose dreams never came |
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Then I felt the pleasures |
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Of love's happiness |
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One look in her eyes and |
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I realized |
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I've truly been blessed |
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Thank God for a woman's touch |
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To share in the plan |
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For it took my woman's touch |
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to make me feel like a man |
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Thank God for a woman's touch |
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To share in the plan |
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For it took my woman's touch |
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To make me feel like a man... |
