Golden Trunks

Last night when my psyche's
 Subcommittee sang to me in its scary voice
 You slowly dropped your eyelids
 When true love takes a grip, it leaves you without a choice
 And in response to what you whispered in my ear
 I must admit, sometimes
 I fantasize about you too
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 The leader of the free world
 Reminds you of a wrestler wearing tight golden trunks
 He's got him send a theme tune
 They play it for him as he makes his way to the ring
 And in response to what you whispered in my ear
 I must admit, sometimes
 I fantasize about you too
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 In the daytime
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 Bendable figures with a fresh new pack of lies
 Summat else to publicize
 I'm sure you've heard about enough
 
 So in response to what you whispered in my ear
 I'll be upfront, sometimes, sometimes
 I fantasize about you too