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Out there in the corn field
where I'm never gonna be
I see a man
working like a son of a bitch.

his activity is an inspiration to me
even a stronger one than it's to him
and I'm crying
because it's very touching.

the destructive rays of the bavarian sun
hit my belly on their way down
and make me think about the man
who might be the only one
to understand my feelings.

if I would write a song about him
this would be the best think I could do
but I close my eyes
dreaming about corn-derived food.

Dick


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stay away from the drugs baby
they will do you no good
even if you would
tend to make your expirience with the alcohol baby
(very bad expirience)
I'm gonna love you for ever.

I'm a real man baby.
I'm a real man baby.
have you ever seen a real man baby?
yes you did!
'cause I am one.

in the morning you will wake up
and the breakfast will be already cooked
you'll see a flower on our bed
and my loving look
(the look of a dog)
but I'm not a real dog baby.
I'm a real man baby.
with iron biceps triceps and chest
and my legs are very strong too.

so give me the drugs you've thrown away baby.
I will take them and walk away
'cause a real man never stays longer
longer than for a day.

stay away from my banjo baby
'cause I love it so much
you would break it or spoil its sound
if I allowed you to touche
it.

Dick