Seems...

It seems to me that when you speak of love it’s double dutch
You’re quick to poke
Fun at a bloke
Your caring ain’t worth much

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It seems to me that every time you fall in love with men
Right from the start
Your poor young heart
Gets cut or bruised again

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It seems to me that every time I fall in love with her
I crack a part
Of my old heart
That says, ‘With love, to sir’

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It seems to me that women wise would never once indulge
A man’s affairs
His lusty leers
His zippered, trousered bulge

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It seems to me that gifted men would tell of wonders fair
Of women won
Of hip and tongue
Of breast and buttock, bare

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It seems to me that all of this puts men into a daze
The ladies now
Quickly dispel
Your thoughts of lust and lays

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It seems to me that we’ve lost something those before us kept
They had a balm
That kept them calm
They looked before they leapt

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It seems to me that come what may, this spirit must go on
A full rich treat
A song so sweet
Let’s sing this till we’re gone

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It seemed to you I know its true that when I said goodbye
I longed to be
Forever free
But that would be a lie