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He is of the men you see eveyday
A nice fellow working his way
But you don't know him like I do
As what defines him is virtue
You would't believe how many times
With my own wings,
He helped me fly
That by giving me his golden advice
He saved me more than once
A nice fellow working his way
But you don't know him like I do
As what defines him is virtue
You would't believe how many times
With my own wings,
He helped me fly
That by giving me his golden advice
He saved me more than once
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