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Up in a sterilized room
Where they let you be lazy
Knowing your attitude's all wrong
And you got to change
And that's not easy
Dragon shining with all values known
Dazzling you-keeping you from your own
Where is the lion in you to defy him
When you're this weak
And this spacey...
So what are you going to do about it
You can't live life and you can't leave it
Advice and religion-you can't take it
You can't seem to believe it
The peacock is afraid to parade
You're under the thumb of the maid
You really can't give love in this condition
Still
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Sunshine takes me
To a place where
I抦 living free
Something in your eyes
Is telling me
This is where I want to be
But I never thought it would be
So
Sweet, sweet, sweet
The way you make me feel
Funny
How it just gets
Sweeter and sweeter
Day by day
It抯 sweet how
You just get funnier to me
In every way
But I never thought it would be
So
Sweet, sweet, sweet
The way you make me feel
Sweet, sweet, sweet
I can抰 believe youæŠÃ
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Stand up - if ya wanna fight
I'm tellin' all the women - stand up for your rights
If ya wanna wear the trousers - you wanna act like a man
I'd love to trade ya places - love to be your thang
I'd do all the shopping - collect you favorite suit
Press all the laundry - polish all your boots
And if you brought me flowers - I'd meet you at the door
Have your dinner ready - your slippers on the floor
And when day turns to night and you feel alright
And I turn out the lights
Touch the hand of the man who'll make ya woman
Touch the hand of the man who'll make it r
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[Music: P. Wagner, C. Efthimiadis, M. Schmidt/Lyrics: P. Wagner]
I won't go where you've gone
'cause it showed that it does not work.
If you stay where you are then you will bite the dust.
And I know what I know
I believe what my eyes can tell -
you're no longer so sure
that you've done it right.
Why did you what you've done?
All that's left is you've lost our trust.
All the people believe not a word that you say.
And you think you're so clever
that it makes you a better man
but for real you just live on the cost of us all.
Bastard, you bas
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