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Here comes my friend Michael, grin written over his face Walking with a kind of a swagger, walking with a kind of a grace He talks the talk, he tries to walk the walk He makes you laugh, he makes you really mad, He'll lick you with an acid tongue Make you feel he's right, when you know he's wrong He says life's a bitch and then you die, and then you die But in the meantime, maybe in the meantime, he keep on smiling In the meantime, maybe in the meantime like Michael says it's Mardi Gras I don't think that life's like that, choice of word is bad Maybe it's a kind of a lesson, maybe it's a sort of a map We talk the talk, we try to walk the walk It makes you laugh, and makes you feel like you've been had and maybe we will live many lives SongtexteKeep coming back 'til we realize it's in our hands We choose to do wrong or do right But in the meantime, maybe in the meantime, he keep on smiling In the meantime, maybe in the meantime like Michael says it's Mardi Gras The sun comes up and the sun comes down, in the meantime and the world keeps turning and we're living and learning In the meantime and I think of you and wonder what you're doing, in the meantime Do you think of me and what there could have been in the meantime Here comes my friend Michael, grin written over his face Walking with a kind of a swagger, walking with a sort of a grace Lick you with an acid tongue Make you feel he's right, when you know he's wrong He makes you laugh, he makes you really mad. But in the meantime, maybe in the meantime, he keep on smiling In the meantime, maybe in the meantime like Michael says it's mardi gras Aus Songtexte Mania