Don't, don't, don't, don't leave me, don't leave me here
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Skirt in the air with muted cares, all limbs and love absurd
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I know I say, "Just let me stay"
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But stomp the ground, push me around and send me on my way
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No, no, no don't leave me, don't take my word
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I've lost my head, I need my bed
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I promise you my bird
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When I wake all sweet and sound
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Without a care or woe
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I'll thank you dear, I'll kiss you love
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No matter friend or foe
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I want to be the best I can
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For me, for you, for every man
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But I can slip, I lose my place
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This shamefulness is hard to face
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No, no, no don't tell me of what I've done
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I might ignore, just close the door before you have your fun
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You tell it with such grace and wit
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I know it can be humorous but I don't have the heart for it
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Oh, oh, oh don't look, I've lost my way
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I'll button up, hold out my cup and beg for a cliche
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I had no rights to a complaint
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I guess it's just a little nuts or all a bit insane
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I want to be the best I can
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For me, for you, for every man
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But I can slip, I lose my place
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This shamefulness is hard to face
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Oh, please let me keep my head
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It wouldn't do you any good just hanging by a thread
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I want to be the best I can
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Nose to the ground, it's pound for pound or stick it to the man
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I want to be the best I can
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For me, for you, for every man
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But I can slip, I lose my place
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This shamefulness is hard to face
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I want to be the best I can
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For me, for you, for every man
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But I can slip, I lose my place
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This shamefulness is hard to face
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Man
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The Bird And The Bee |