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Innuendo
She doesn’t mind a bumpy ride
To get to her destination
I smile without & within
Holding my ticket to glory
A flute, a lute, a sigh
The tinkle of piano, keys
She’s on top, I’m far below
Lengthening my stride
To get to her destination
I smile without & within
Holding my ticket to glory
A flute, a lute, a sigh
The tinkle of piano, keys
She’s on top, I’m far below
Lengthening my stride
Published 2nd Nov 2021
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