.You don't strike me as a betting type
And yet i feel like a dog in a poke
I ain't no barking until we work out
Who's the real butt of this joke
I'll teach you to dance to the flickering hope
So until everything comes to grief
Will you be my starry-eyed liar>
And I'll be yo.
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