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Ah the man she wanted all her was hanging by a thread
"I never even knew how I wanted you," she said.
His muscles they numbered and his style was obsolete.
"O baby, I have come too late." She beside his feet.
"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to
I'll never see such again in wrestling or in love."
And all his virtues burning in the Holocaust
She took unto herself most everything her lover

Now the master of landscape he was standing at the view
with a sparrow of St. that he was preaching to
She to the sentry of his high religious mood
She said, "I'll a place between my legs,
I'll you solitude."

He her an orgy in a many mirrored room
He promised her protection for the issue of her
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal
She stopped the bloody rituals of to the moon

She took his much oriental frame of mind
and the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides
She took his blonde madonna and his wine --
"This mental is occupied and everything is mine."

He tried to make a final stand beside the track
She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never back."
She his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance,
she mocked his female fashions and his moustache.

The last that I saw him he was trying hard to get
a woman's but he's not a woman yet
And the last time that I saw her she was with some boy
who gives her soul an empty and gives her body joy.

So the affair is over but whoever would have guessed
it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply
It's like our visit to the moon or to other star
I guess you go for if you really want to go that far.

It's our visit to the moon or to that other star
I you go for nothing if you really want to go that far.

It's our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go far.