the ultraman

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you hate my poetry you say it's bad
you tell me that with your hands on my lap
the kind of thing to make a girl go crazy
scream out the car window 'baby'

i don't need anything else, but you man
you know it hurts most when i'm not around
you miss me, you miss me, you miss me
you can't admit you do, he needs me more than i do

i can see my man, he's here with me tonight
sway my hips, rose champagne
get in the car, drive me away
take me home, lay me down

gold freedom, silver glamour, bronze heart
you love your number one, you love me
you drive, i'll dance, you watch, i'll cry
for the freedoms glamour heart.

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