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Well, darling I see you
From across the room
And men cling to you
Like soup to a spoon
But you don't look hungry
And they wont feel full
They roll in your thunder
But I never will
'Cause I've got too much pride
To stand here in this line for you
From across the room
And men cling to you
Like soup to a spoon
But you don't look hungry
And they wont feel full
They roll in your thunder
But I never will
'Cause I've got too much pride
To stand here in this line for you