Donna Summer So Said The Man
Well I met a man Of no small demeanor Took me to task Oh my life Very strange It's all the same What a shame So said the man 'Cause yours have a meaning deep He had to ask Answer my life Of course it had All ended very sad Out and into you Out and into you Out and into you Twisted the man As he watched and waited No thought would escape Or catch in his eye You'll quickly see all of me Or none of me Smiling the man As I searched an answer Relocked in new haste Preferring to hide the whole of it Oh none of it Just some of it