Music man
music man sits at homeplays his bass all alone
running as fast as he can
always hanging with the band
music man take my hand
will we last?
or will we crash?
I wait for you, day in day out
and wonder what its all about?
I hope this gig will go allright
endless days, no sleep at night
music man, i'll sit and wait
even when it gets so late
through chicks and groupies
still i'm here, waiting for you with no fear
here, I sit all alone waiting for you
to come home
music man take my hand...
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