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Both sidesAnd softly came the growl from both sidesAnd if his whisper splits the mistJust think of what he's capable of with his kissNice tryYou cannot turn away but nice tryTurned your legs to little building blocksAnd with his index finger flicks you on your socksI go high pitchedHe'll talk and make your voice sound high pitchedDread to think if he got you on your ownAnd whispered in your ear in that baritoneIt's the same stoneHis heart was cut out of the same stoneThat they used to calve his jawIt's impossible not to feel inferiorAnd he could catapult you back to your daddyOr into any hissing miseryAnd he will tear you out the day after a triumph is as hollowAs the day after a tragedyHe'll extinguish any chance of escapeWhen he slaps you on your arse or kisses your napeAnd he's leaving without saying 'Bye'And you would queue up to listen to him pissingAnd hang around to watch some poor girl blubAnd then they chase him down the avenueIncessantly pestering him to let 'em join the clubHe knows how to put a cork in the fussAnd just how to shut up the charming ones of usAnd I've seen him talking to your lady friendThere's a dust trackWaiting for betrayalWhere he'll teach you all the bits they missed[Trecho 2x]Nice tryYou cannot turn away but nice tryNice tryYou cannot turn away but nice tryYou cannot turn away
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