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Death of a Ladies Man

from #3 by Seattle Snowday

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She loved men
Real men
Didn't know why
She'd never met any
Still held on
A vision in mind
Suiters were left far behind

Orderly wait
In line
Shuffle forward
To give it the hard sell
Made-up graft
With cereal charm
Flexing a sun-tanned forearm

Just roll my eyes at this
Procession of a docile clan
I'm lost. I'm out of here.
It's the death of the ladies' man.

True love leaves
No traces at all
I left a woman waiting
On the steps of the townhall
Don't go home
Iodines on your hands
Death of the ladies' man
Death of the ladies' man
Death of the ladies' man

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from #3, released December 29, 2023

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