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Musical: Wild Party
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QUEENIE I know it's wrong I know he's rough I don't know what to do But we've been through enough I know it's time And yet I play Maybe I like it this way. I see his pain I hear his cry He pulls me to the edge But I don't ask him why I understand And I obey Maybe I like it this way. I like the way he laughs His strange and silent stare I like the way he moves The way he's always there The way he calls my name The way he takes control I like the way this man has stirred my soul: "When I first met Burrs, he was grand. You understand? But I was scared and awfully lonely. Hungry. And hopeful. How could I know?" Maybe tomorrow it comes crashing down Maybe next week I'll find another clown Maybe I'll try to go a different way But look who's sitting here today. If I could change If I could grow I'd ask for nothing more And through that door I'd go But if I'm through Why do I stay? Maybe he wants me Maybe he needs me Maybe he loves me Maybe I like it this way. Back to main page: Wild Party Lyrics
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