Here comes a big, big man
His knuckles swing low
When he asks me to go
He calls me ugly when I say no
Here come's the man, to interrupt you, to cross the line
Here comes the man, he a__ures you everything will be just fine.
Here comes a big big man,
tells me what I can and cannot do,
who my body belongs to,
Cuz I don't seem to have a clue.
Here comes the man, to interrupt you, to cross the line
Here comes the man, he a__ures you everything will be just fine.
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