 Maybe (4:11) lyrics ( Wonder stuff )   
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Artist : Wonder stuff
Song : Maybe (4:11)
Maybe I should be a writer, wroight a book and
feel much brigter, share my thoughts with the
world. Or maybe I could be a film maker,
celluloid, more fun than paper, you never see the
scren's corners curl. Aah maybe then I could be a
lover, find a girl and win her over, and tell her
that she's the only one. But maybe then a
philanderer, I'd sneak around and lie to her, and
kid myself that I'm the happy one. I'm not looking
over four leaf clover, I'm just waiting for hell
to freeze over. Maybe I should take the mike,
(mic') stand up tall like Michael Stipe, and try
to solve all the problems of the earth. Or maybe
then I should sit back down, scratch my chin and
use my frown, and try to figure out exactly what
I'm worth. We'r estill building churches, burning
books, killing the babies to feed the cooks. Who
said the world would turn out fair? So I guess
I'll dig myself a hole, ask the devil if he wants
my soul, And do soemthing real like cut my hair.
Ooh, "maybe this" and "maybe that", it may be
satin and it may be sack. won't really matter
much in the end. May be my enemy, may be my
friend? I'd drive myself around the bend, thanks
for your time and ears to lend.
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