They Don’t Even Know

Why do these girls come into my life?

With a hug and a smile, they win over my heart

With forces so strong, they tear me apart.

From the top of my hat to the soles of my shoe,

They undress me slowly, oh what can I do?

The agony is great, the ecstacy, the woe;

And the worst of it all is they don’t even know.

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