| I got a job in Atlanta in a mall playing Santa
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| Not because of any talent but because I was the
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| Only one the suit would fit
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| Everybody shopping, little sticky kids were hopping
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| On my lap with their fingers in my beard
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| I guess they thought that I was really it
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| She sat down on my lap and said to me
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| «I'm twenty three and I need someone
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| You look like someone who could play with me
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| Stay with me, all day with me»
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| 'Cause I’m in no man’s land
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| Can’t seem to find a real man
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| You know I’m lookin' for a steel man
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| She said I’m in no man’s land
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| I’m gonna show you a real good time
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| I’d gladly pay you double overtime
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| She was beggin' to be mine, but my job was on the line
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| Should I say or should I go? |
| I just didn’t know
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| …Hmmmm
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| I left fifty kids standin' in line, they were whining, they were crying
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| And their mothers they were screaming in hysterics and I swear
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| I never heard such profanity
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| I dropped my suit on the floor
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| They were trying to block the door
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| They were calling her a whore
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| They were driven to nativital insanity
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| We drove away in her Mercedes Benz
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| Dirty blond split ends in the breeze
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| She said «I want to put you under my tree
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| You’re just a little gift from me to me»
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| 'Cause I’m in no man’s land
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| Can’t seem to find a real man
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| You know I’m lookin' for a steel man
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| She said I’m in no man’s land
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| You know I’m ready for a real good time
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| I’d gladly pay you double overtime
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| She had money all her life
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| She wasn’t lookin' to become my wife
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| She said, «I hope you understand
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| I just want a nightful of man, Sonny»
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| She didn’t notice I was thin with a delicate chin
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| Nor the softness of my skin, nor the scent of my other personalities
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| She didn’t see through my disguise — didn’t see it in my eyes
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| She was in for a surprise when she discovered my emotional plurality
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| She said «Come and lay down on the floor with me
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| It’s warmer here by the fire»
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| She didn’t know that there was more of me
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| She’d have to learn to love all four of me
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| 'Cause I’m in no man’s land
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| I’m lookin' for the real me
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| If only I could feel me
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| You know I’m in no man’s land
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| Sometimes I gotta play me
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| It’s really hard to stay me
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| Hey, I’m in no mans land
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| I’m looking for the real me
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| If only I could feel me
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| You know I’m in no man’s land
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| Sometimes I gotta play me
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| It’s really hard to stay me
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| Oh, I’m in no man’s land
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| I’m looking for the real me
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| If only I could feel me |