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If he touches me gently I will sing him a song
I want him to feel special
And I want to feel wrong
And when the air in the city is cold
I will give him a body to hold
If he wants to go dancing I will give him my hand
If he wants to hear music I will bring on the band
And if he says he prefers my hair long
I will let it grow on and on, and

Forget about me
Forget all about me
Forget about me, ooo wee

If he asks me to stay I will live on his floor
If he asks me to go I will walk out the door
Just like a dog I will follow his feet
Right out of his hand, I will eat

And forget about me
Forget all about me
Forget about me, ooo wee

And one day when I wake I will realize my faults
As I stumble, hung-over, onto the asphalt
And there is no one I know at my side
No recollection of a goodbye

I forgot how to see
I forgot how to be
I forgot how to read
I forgot all about me

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