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Man was never meant to float.
So we fly, we drive, we take a boat.
You'll meet someone eventually and you'll tell me I'm wrong.
When you walk your feet don't touch the street.
I consider myself an intelligent guy
but I'd love to be wrong in this opinion of mine.
I'll meet the perfect woman and I'll just site at home
while she does fine cooking.
You're so fine this lover of mine.
Relax my dear.
Pour yourself some wine.