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I won't shout anymore that I love you
Nor will I think anymore if I want you
If you expect me to be
The future of the nation, don't come near
Because I'm not that
Because I'm not that

I won't please you, I don't want to
Nor will I support you, I hope
That you understand me, that's what I want

I'll tear off every tie
I'll live on the beach
If you want, come, woman
If you want, come, woman

I won't mow your lawn anymore
Nor will I follow your plot
And the men who think they're clever
Will look so funny, behind their desks
I'll feel so good
That I'll feel you too
Too, too, too

I won't mow your lawn anymore
Nor will I follow your plot
And the men who think they're clever
Will look so funny, behind their desks
I'll feel so good
That I'll feel you too
Too, too, too

Ohooo, ohooo, ohooo, ohooo, ohooo