And I'm not the judge
Or the referee
And I can't accept
'Cause I am uptight
And the smoke's clying
Into my eyes are burning
My concern is
I just might give you a life
And I can't relate
To the hypnotist
And I can't get close
'Cause of plastic wrap
And I want to have kids
But their father's up
Inside the clouds
The distance between's on my mind
Up until now things have been fine, temporarily
You're cute but the circumstances changed
Your substitution method crutch
Your whole protection from your fame
This presentation of my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
Now is not the seventies
Let your future fly with me
Up until now things have been fine, temporarily
You're cute but the circumstances changed
Your substitution method crutch
Your whole protection from your fame
This presentation of my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
And I want your habit to be me
Your harbor and your refugee
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