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Oh what a turn-out for the books
Well-dressed cameramen
and their crooks
All of them giving me dirty looks
Seems I´m just like other men
Here are the cheated and betrayed
Some have been shunned
some are afraid
There are always the makers
and the made
Seems I'm just like other men
I chose a path that led no place
I found a voice but had no face
I left by the back door in disgrace
Seems I'm just like other men
I thought i found love but
I wanted more
i investigated many a floor
chose a virgin but I wanted a whore
Seems I'm just like other men
Against all the odds
I tried to think
even though i was on the brink
I blamed all my failures on the drink
Seems I'm lust like other men
You see my head was full of lust
My liquid assets they all went bust
and now it seems I´ve lost your trust
Yes I'm just like other men
All of the property and all of the theft
All of the warp and all the weft
So many years and nothing left
Seems I'm just like other men
I've got tv i get the news
i heard your story i know your views
Now why do you think I'm singing the blues?
Seems I'm just like other men
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