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Verse 1
He can’t
Live up
To the size of his shoes
Uncle John mumbles
Real men where boots
Fight in wars
Settle old scores
So that peace will rain
Down on main
And another parade
Gives way
To the Amazon van
On it’s way
To the front doors
Of America
Verse 2
Staring into her eyes
He thinks this is when
Grown men cry
Standing toe to toe
Touching nose to nose
He would do anything
She wanted him to
Right now
Send a dozen red roses
Diamonds on a ring
Write an opera about
Old wounds closing
And broken hearts fixing
Themselves
Enough to function
Highly enough to get
Us through the next
Twenty years
Life can be so disappointing
But only if you let it
Oxidize
And you didn’t even notice
When she pulled the wool
Over your eyes
She starts talking carpet
And paint
Everything he is
Thinks he ain’t what he ain’t
She wrapped him
Right around her fingers
Make sure he falls
Hook, line and sinker
Father said
Romance is dead
A grown man
Thinks with his head
And he puts a raincoat
On when it rains
But the wind blows
For reasons unknown
Things happens for reasons
And this life has shown
Ain't nothing really that
Strange, anymore
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