Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Take It, 1968

I ran all around,
In search of a man,
I had to give him
A bright new car,
I said take it, take it, take it.


The man said, "Why?"
I said, "Because I want you to
Take it, take it, take it."


He said he would not do it,
I said that yes he would,
He said, "What is in it for me?",
I said just take it, take it, take it.


He took it,
He has taken it,
And now I have no one to say to,
Take it, take it, take it.

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