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Man In A Box
I keep a man inside a box under my bed
My mother says I dream too much
I take the man out and listen to what she says
He says I do not dream enough
I hear my mother in the hall outside my doorway
She's come to say I talk too much
I put the man, back in the box under my bed
I'm not the only one who argues with the woman in me
Just no-one hears the other voices
I'm not the only one who disagrees with everything
I keep a man inside a box under my bed
My father says I laugh too hard
I take the man out and let him oscillate my head
He does not think my love is good
I watch my father walking silent past my doorway
I hide the man behind my back
And all the while he's blowing kisses down my spine
I'm not the only one who loves to feel the woman in me
Just no-one sees the other fingers
I'm not the only one who disagrees with everything
Go on and take it come and take these tiny thoughts away
I never used them they were never mine were they
Go on and take it come and wash these dirty thoughts away
I never used them they were never mine
I'd like this man I keep inside the box, under my bed to climb out
Come lie down here beside me
And I like to feel his fingers warm upon my neck
Go on and take it come and take these tiny thoughts away
I never used them they were never mine were they
Go on and take it come and wash these dirty thoughts away
I never used them they were never mine
Go on and take them
Wash these away
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Wash these away
Go on and take them
I never used them they were never mine
Go on and take it come and wash these dirty thoughts away
I never used them they were never mine were they
Go on and take it come and take these tiny thoughts away
And I like to feel his fingers warm upon my neck
Come lie down here beside me
I'd like this man I keep inside the box, under my bed to climb out
I never used them they were never mine
Go on and take it come and wash these dirty thoughts away
I never used them they were never mine were they
Go on and take it come and take these tiny thoughts away
I'm not the only one who disagrees with everything
Just no-one sees the other fingers
I'm not the only one who loves to feel the woman in me
And all the while he's blowing kisses down my spine
I hide the man behind my back
I watch my father walking silent past my doorway
He does not think my love is good
I take the man out and let him oscillate my head
My father says I laugh too hard
I keep a man inside a box under my bed
I'm not the only one who disagrees with everything
Just no-one hears the other voices
I'm not the only one who argues with the woman in me
I put the man, back in the box under my bed
She's come to say I talk too much
I hear my mother in the hall outside my doorway
He says I do not dream enough
I take the man out and listen to what she says
My mother says I dream too much
I keep a man inside a box under my bed
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| MMan IIn AA BBox |
| an n ox |
| aMn nI A oBx |
| jan jn z vox |
| jMan jIn zA vBox |
| Mjan Ijn Az Bvox |
| kan 9n q gox |
| kMan 9In qA gBox |
| Mkan I9n Aq Bgox |
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| nan ln s nox |
| nMan lIn sA nBox |
| Mnan Iln As Bnox |
| Maan on w hox |
| Mn oIn wA hBox |
| Mna Ion Aw Bhox |
| Mzn kn x Boox |
| Mzan kIn xA Bx |
| Mazn Ikn Ax Bxo |
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| Mqn 8n Bkx |
| Mqan 8In Bkox |
| Maqn I8n Bokx |
| Msn un B9x |
| Msan uIn B9ox |
| Masn Iun Bo9x |
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