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Mr. Hurtado, are things going well for you?
And through all these times of push and pull
It's hard to get things through.
Mr. Hurtado, are things going well for you?
Got no time to wonder why
A hand kept on the door
Don't be afraid.
Easily trusting those who find the truth in me,
Befriending the ones with real integrity
All through the age of confusion and daze
Authentics are hard to find.
Stepping through the crowded room
He'd only changed my mind,
"It's not that way."
Mr. Hurtado, are things going well for you?
And through all these times of push and pull
It's hard to get things through.
Mr. Hurtado, are things going well for you?
Got no time to wonder why
A hand kept on the door
Don't be afraid.
And guess who I chose, Mr. Hurtado?