All the girls are professional by design
All the men are dogs
I’ve been plotting my escape
Release, stand down, withdraw
You’re making it harder to be a gentleman
I know, I know, I got that feeling too
What goals?
I'm old
Yeah, right
My curious hands make plans for the future
Now my sad eyes only see the past
It’s a little known fact I made a pact
To never, ever, ever let anything last
I know, I know, got that feeling too
What goals?
I'm old
Yeah, right
What goals?
I'm old
Are you ready?
Saw you running, Saw your bloody hands
Now I realize, now I understand
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