Dear girl this is unfair
We'd make such a fine pair.
Maybe I'm afraid
To make you my maid.
I'm barely moving
In the race I'm losing.
I got my problems.
You got your talents.
You got to be..
You got to...
You got
You!
We'd make such a fine pair.
Maybe I'm afraid
To make you my maid.
I'm barely moving
In the race I'm losing.
I got my problems.
You got your talents.
You got to be..
You got to...
You got
You!
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