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Last night when my psyches
Subcommittee sang to me in it's scary voice
You slowly dropped your eyelids
When true love takes a grip it leaves you without a choice

And in response to what you whispered in my ear
I must admit sometimes I fantasize about you too

The leader of the free world
Reminds you of a wrestler wearing tight golden trunks
He's got himself a theme tune
They play it for him as he makes his way to the ring

And in response to what you whispered in my ear
I must admit sometimes I fantasize about you too

And in a daytime
Bendable figures with a fresh new pack of lies
Summat else to publicise

I'm sure you've heard about enough
So in response to what you whispered in my ear
I must admit sometimes I fantasize about you too

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