Death Of A Ladies Man
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Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread
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"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said
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His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete
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"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet

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"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come
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I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love."
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And all his virtues burning in the smokey Holocaust
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She took unto herself most everything her lover lost

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

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

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She took his much admired oriental frame of mind
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And the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind
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She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine 
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"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine." 
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He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track
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She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back."
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She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance
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She mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache

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The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get
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A woman's education but he's not a woman yet
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And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy
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Who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy
 
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So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed
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It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed
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It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
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I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far

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

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