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‘If you asked me…’

If you asked me why do I dance

Without a glance

I would tell you I’ve had a bad romance

 

If you asked me why do I sing

Without a blink

I would tell you there’s nothing left to bring

 

If you asked me why do I hum

Like a drum

I would tell you I have to cram

 

If you asked me why do I run

With a gun

I would tell you I’m having fun

 

If you asked me why do I play

With your day

I would tell you: ‘what can I say?’

 

But what I know

Is that you won’t show

Any interest’s flow

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