you have climbed
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and the climb left you blind.
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too much to think about,
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too little to do.
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but you pull through,
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you always pull through.
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it goes slow,
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answer questions you don't want to know.
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too much to think about,
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too little, it's true.
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but you pull through,
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you always pull through.
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no defense against the pounds
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and against the pence,
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love it all.
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no defense.
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the voice that left the ladies moist
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is running out of choice.
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losing pace and losing poise,
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losing out to some awful noise.
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sleep awake,
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sleep awake for now.
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no defense against the pounds
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and against the pence,
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love it all.
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no defense.
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no disgrace
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to close your eyes and to quit the chase.
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love it all.
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no disgrace.
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No Defense
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No-Man |