(Frantz/McGee) Should I take a bow Are you
laughing Stop that You're crushing my soul And
what's more than an earful Stop your crying Now
wet your dry eyes Your dry eyes Can't find the
words, But I long to be with you To see your hair
blowing in the breeze Could take a chance Find
others to run to But I'll stand With the unmoving
tees With the trees If you turn away Turn away
smiling Show off those teeth That you've filed It
troubles my soul I'm beguiled Are we jumping To
depths of unknown? Of unknown
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