| Hoops, hoops, always jumping through hoops
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| And tripping on the hedges
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| Tiptoe through fire, too sure to look behind
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| I ain’t using using checks and balances
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| Youth had freed me
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| To run with the wolves and feast on the night
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| The hungry night, the hungry night
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| Maybe I just wanna be your man
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| How am I to put you down
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| If I’ll just pick you up again?
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| Maybe I fear I can’t taste your love now that I’ve decided
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| That I can’t only be your friend
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| Move, make a move that you might be tempted again to feel
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| Anything that’s wrong is right
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| When day has fled to night I’ve been there
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| Dan, there’s nothing wrong
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| With a taste of a kiss that missed on love
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| And so it fainted
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| To be dismissed would be so sad
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| So I check you up and down
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| I’ve got a greater proposition
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| There’s a simple way to fit the mold
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| You’ll look a man on his mission
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| First, you’ll spread yourself thin
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| Next, you can paint your face a pale white
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| Then, you’ll let yourself through that door
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| And alas, you’ll surely claim your prize
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| I’ll bring you up to have a sweeter tooth and a deeper root
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| Until you’re face to face with an apparition
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| The ghost that breathes lies is a greater danger, a perfect stranger
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| At last you’ve turned the light on
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| At last you’ve turned the light on
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| Maybe I just wanna be your man
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| How am I to put you down
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| If I’ll just pick you up again?
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| Maybe I fear I can’t taste your love now that I’ve decided
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| That I can’t only be your friend
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| Oh, be mine |