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You know
You can’t hide
Red lights,
Eyes open wide
All your girls,
They look inside
Your soul,
Yeah you can’t slide
Look to your lovers
They add up all your days
Your body melts away
Until it’s gone
You just have so much to say it’s
All too soon, Mr. Bloom
You can’t make it go away
You’ve got to choose, Mr. Bloom
That smile,
That mattress noise,
You’ve become
One of her toys
Look to your lover,
It’s written on her face
You both sleep the wrong way
Until she’s gone
Let them in anyway,
You can’t assume, Mr. Bloom,
It’s the price you have to pay
You spelled your doom, Mr. Bloom
You gave her up too soon
She’s with him all this June
You gave her up too soon
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