the blues just hangs around me
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i keep trying to plant my feet / but it drags me on
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i know you're a wonder woman
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but i'm just a blink-your-eyes-gone / rambling man
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and i'll slip between you / like a sandslide through an hour glass
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you got to let your man fly / let your man fly
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and i hear something waiting / waiting for a chance to hang a change on me
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i got the blues to be there
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something like a stream / keeps floating me away
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and i'll slip between you / like a windslide through a winter tree
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you got to let your man fly / let your man fly
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would you kindness kill me / or gilded cage me / would you steal my sky
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you better let your man fly / let your man fly
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Let Your Man Fly
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| Max Webster |
