John Cale
Cob 20
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Y'make a good plead, man
And if you's one-sided
[?] that you're worth

I was supposed to be grateful
For you coming on round here
I meant to say thank you
Cos you got it all in
And you won't get me pleading
On, down on me knees
Not in the twist of an arm

There's bit of you that want bits of me
Bits of me that want all of you
Places you are, places in me
To find that thing, something to do
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Someone is everything, [?] with nothin'
[?] sat out
You're goin' [?], man