Oh my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not And restless and lost on a road that I know.
I'm the type of woman you might say is too good. I'll massage a man's feet have dinner cooked when he gets home. But once they leave the door is closed and the locks are changed.
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