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Is it the pain of the drinking or the Sunday sinking feeling? | The car never seems to work | When it's late your girlfriend's on a date
Is it the pain of the drinking or the Sunday sinking feeling? The car never seems to work When it's late your girlfriend's on a date And the hero with her in your dream in your sleep seemed like you Turn around, ask yourself Turn around, ask yourself Manchild, will you ever win? Manchild, look at the state you're in Could you go undercover and sell your brand-new lover? (Could you) be someone else for a night? Maybe someone else will love you You'd sell your soul for a tacky song Like the one you hear on the radio Turn around, ask yourself Turn around, ask yourself Manchild, will you ever win? Manchild, look at the state you're in Manchild, he will make you cry Manchild, manchild, manchild From Monday down to Friday You're working on another man's car Or is it in the factory? It doesn't matter where you are Just turn around and ask yourself, is this communication? Accentuate the positive and give some illustration See, manchild, you're no one, I'll turn the microphone on Control communication when I'm kicking it and so on To the point where I need the air that I breathe Into an audience that's waiting and ecstatic to receive For the meantime another mean rhyme, I keep on saying it I know what the time is and the crowd will keep on playing it Through the speaker boxes Loud's my diagnosis 'Cause I believe in miracles and words in steady doses Enough R-E-S-P-E and C-T Respect yourself, express, no stress, the mic is easy Just believe that all you need is the air that you breathe Ask yourself Manchild, will you ever win? Manchild, look at the state you're in Manchild, he will make you cry Manchild, manchild, manchild He's the apple of your eye Once bitten, twice shy, why don't you bite me again Just take it in right and go tell your friend Are you ready for the words? I'll turn the microphone on A figure of speech to reach you at the back and so on The style I'm stimulating dance floors Raise your body temperatures now and this demands for Powers in the amp, you know loud's my diagnosis 'Cause I believe in miracles, words in heavy doses
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