Tragically Hip, The "Flamenco" |
Does it diminish your Super-capacity to love. Walk like a matador don't be chicken-shit and turn breezes into rivulets Flamenco-sweep the air and weave the sun and stamp you feet for everyone Does it exhibit you natural tendancy to hate Maybe a prostitute could teach you how to take a compliment Maybe I'll go to New York, I'll drag you there you said, "no one drags me anywhere" Does it diminish your Super-capacity to love. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |