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Last night when my psyche's subcommittee sang to me in it's scary voice
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You slowly dropped your eyelids
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When true love takes a grip it leaves you without a choice
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And in response to what you whispered in my ear
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I must admit sometimes
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I fantasize about you too.
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The leader of the free world reminds you of a wrestler wearing tight golden trunks
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He's got himself a theme tune
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They play it for him as he makes his way to the ring
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And in response to what you whispered in my ear
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I must admit sometimes
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I fantasize about you too.
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In the daytime,
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Bendable figures with a fresh new pack of lies
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Summat else to publicise
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I'm sure you've heard about enough.
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So in response to what you whispered in my ear I'll be upfront
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