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Carly Simon The Bedroom Tapes

So many tech-heads Recent invasion I stretch out my long legs And I kick away the mouse pad, baby Amazon, eBay, Oracle, he say He promise a freebee

Some day I'm going to grow up And be every man's dream Some day I'm going to grow up And forget this sad little me I'm going to shine in the spotlight

I'm really the kind to dazzle and twirl Have tantrums like silver slanting rain Walk up to strangers Parade with my pride And stride like a lion up

What a perfect night Secrets lights up the sky Like fireflies do There's nothing but a silky hope That old opiate Between me and you Don't look now

Maybe I didn't love you As I turn onto Union Square Maybe I didn't love you As I slip my token into the turnstile Maybe I only need to think about the

There they are Smiling so wide Like there's nothing to lose And nothing to hide They look forward with innocence She is his bride The future's a radiant