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They're CwaitiFng to Chate yFou So gCive theFm an excDuse [this repeats for all verses]
FHats off to my dCistant hope FI'm held back by a velvet rope FAnd he's behind the wCall the smoke maFchine has made between us FAnd if he does exist, if Ccamera clicking, green room guests swirl Fround the man whose real life can be toFuched FThen I will do just that much [this repeats for the next stanza]