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pillow
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there is a man,
a certain man,
a man whos grace and handsome face are known through out the land,
you know his name!
its morrissey!
[cue horns]
he is a man,
who is quite vain,
rubs himself with kittens,
and sips champagne.
he has a friend,
who often calls,
they might hold hands,
and each others balls.
on tuesday nights,
he gets cash in hand,
selling pens,
outside iceland.
he steals cakes,
and eats them alone,
lies in his red silk panties,
and has a moan.
so if your listening,
to my song,
give moz a chance,
youve got him wrong.
all he wants is a friendly ear,
and a man in leather...
to whip his rear.
a certain man,
a man whos grace and handsome face are known through out the land,
you know his name!
its morrissey!
[cue horns]
he is a man,
who is quite vain,
rubs himself with kittens,
and sips champagne.
he has a friend,
who often calls,
they might hold hands,
and each others balls.
on tuesday nights,
he gets cash in hand,
selling pens,
outside iceland.
he steals cakes,
and eats them alone,
lies in his red silk panties,
and has a moan.
so if your listening,
to my song,
give moz a chance,
youve got him wrong.
all he wants is a friendly ear,
and a man in leather...
to whip his rear.
