| I', so misunderstood There goes my mannish boyhood She's in my face again With that picture of innocence No deals, No strokes No forbidden fruit No holy smoke What next, no sex That's the end of the road That's the end of the road We got no hope No drinks, No smokes No dicking around No dirty jokes Straight lace, straight face The old straight jacket We got no hope No deals, No strokes No forbidden fruit No holy smoke What next, no sex That's the end of the road We got no hope
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