Years from now,
they will make water
from the reservoirs of our idiot tempers

Soon enough, work and love
will make a man out of you
Through and through

Your gentleman father
would pray for a daughter,
as he walked from room to room saying
"Women are winning the tournament of hearts"
"Somebody's got to lose..."

Soon enough, work and love
will make a man out of you
Through and through
Soon enough

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