Barry Mauer
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When the shift is not busy will you come up to see me?
I'll make an excuse and escape for a while
I wiped all the glasses and sliced all the lemons
And scrubbed down the bar till it shines
You're wise beyond your years I'm wet behind the ears
Just foolish through and through A hopeless match for you
I’m always in the dark You never miss your mark
And still I must persist I’m dazed within your kiss
You're polished and refined I’m clumsily designed
You’re wildness and grace I’m left without and ace
It's funny how I feel That love cannot be real
You openly contend This love will have to end
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