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Well, my pants, they're a-messy
And there's whiskers on my chin
And I'm all hung up with music
And I always play to win
I got no time for loving
'Cause my time is all used up
Just to sit and there creating
For some groovy kind of stuff
I'm a man, yes, I am
But I can't help but love you so
No, no, no
If I had my choice of matter
I would rather be with cats
Or in frosty Minnesota
Seeing where our minds are at
And relating to each other
Just how strong our will can be
In resisting our envolvements
With each groovy chick we see
I'm a man, yes, I am
But I can't help but love you so
No, no, no
I'm a man, yes, I am
But I can't help but love you so
No, no, no
So I've got to keep my image
While suspended from a throne
That looks out upon a kingdom
Filled with people all unknown
Who imagine I'm not human
And my heart is made of stone
And I've never had no problems
And my toilet's trimmed with chrome
I'm a man, yes, I am
But I can't help but love you so
No, no, no
I'm a man, yes, I am
But I can't help but love you so
No, no, no



Autor(en): Steve Winwood, James David Miller Copyright: Universal/island Music Ltd., Recognition North Side B



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