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Here's a fine familiar air
'Bout a prince and his possessions
And a murmur arose, at the bows, from the rippling rows
Fine bouquets and slanders exposed
But the plot of longing for her youth
Came far too close to the truth
When I make love to her with everything I have
Whose face will I see?
Who will I be thinking of?
My lover or my wife
Am I living a lie?
Pictures to sell or buy
Taken from life
Tears that you're still to cry
Taken from life
Here's a pretty famous catch
'Bout a fool and his obsessions
And the mockery made of the sometime spouse who strayed
The deal he made
The price that he paid
Too treacherous a lie to live
That went much too far to forgive
When I make love to her with everything I have
Whose face will I see?
Who will I be thinking of?
My lover or my wife
Am I living a lie?
Pictures to sell or buy
Taken from life
Tears that you're still to cry
Taken from life
When I'm staring into space
And I see her face before me
Saying "Don't you dare ignore me"
"Just draw me"
"Into your willing arms"
Am I toying with desire?
Just another gun for hire
When I make love to her with everything I have
Whose face will I see?
Who will I be thinking of?
My lover or my wife
Am I living a lie?
Pictures to sell or buy
Taken from life
Tears that you're still to cry
Taken from life
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