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If I weren't failing as my mother's poetaster, then I'd make a living off my life's disasters. and I get the feeling they'll take control of me before too long. I've made no secret of your great biology, and I'm afraid to face my own anthropology, but I know it'll take control of me before too long. And I, I'm not lookin' to make the perfect baby, but you've got some chromosomes I can't afford to let go. So if you ever get the mind for mine, then I'd love to be the first in line. Aus Songtexte Mania