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LET HIM WIN

He's not winning
The contest
And neither am I
Oh guy
Oh why?

She's not doing
The best
And neither is he
Oh see
Oh free

Freedom is a word
That is blowing
Outgoing
In the dusty wind
On and on, it plays a song

Freedom is a field of green
That is waving the wheat
Sweet
All that is seen
On and on, it plays a beat

Lub dub lub dub lub dub
That is perfect time
Sublime
All those ripples in the blood
On and on, his singing rhyme.


5/19/2001 11:35 PDT cj



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