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He’ll take you home
And then write a song about it
He’s so alone
You’d never think to doubt it
He is the tricky kind
And she’s gonna fall into his covers
He’s gonna search his mind
He will find a way to love her
In his mind he’s written every line
He just recycles them all the time
It’s a message that sweeps the nation
Same words different situation
He’ll make demands
At first you’ll be so willing
But take command
Your pride is not worth killing
He’s gonna make it hard
And twist your words until they crumble
It’s is a work of art
The way you jump at all he mumbles
In his mind he’s written every line
He just recycles them all the time
It’s a message that sweeps the nation
Same words different situation
And if you get stuck with a millionaire
You can always come home
There’ll be a place for you at a table for two
If you ever feel alone
In his mind he’s written every line
He just recycles them all the time
It’s a message that sweep the nation
Same words different situation
It’s gonna take a while
To sew the wounds that he had opened
But you’re a lucky child
So all you do is keep on hoping
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