let's be man, and let's be woman
one day me, and one day you
let us care for one another
even be a couple, too
let us know each others wishes
let us try to understand
let us even do the dishes
possibly all hand in hand
you will be a dream to live with
i will be the one to die
desperate and mad and hurtin'
making many people cry
let's be man, and let's be woman
one more night to swap around
name and rank and face and soul
catalogued in lost and found
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To JW, role&play, tomcat attached
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