A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue sedan
And I am doing the best that I can
All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows
singing, "Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can."
Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was
And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian
Except this one mattered and I felt it had a spirit
And I shot the story because I didnt hear it that way
And its hard to be a human being
And its harder as anything else
And Im lonesome when youre around
And Im never lonesome when Im by myself
And I miss you when youre around
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