The invisible men
chatting with you
writing from mobiles
telling you all lies
They're everywhere
Every street
Every square
You are aware
They land you square
down to you back
filling your pauses
full with applauses
The invisible men
They're everywhere
they do have a pic
One you can lick
They do have a stick
It's hard like a brick
But it's far away
Not here to stay
It's here to go
Go with the flow
On to next show
On to next girl
Copy
Paste
Love has its taste
Thanks for the toothbrush
And the toothpaste
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