i wake up in the morning,
then gravity pulls me down.
i read the sunday newspaper,
and gravity pulls me down.
sometimes i wish i could fly,
but gravity pulls me down.
sometimes i think that i love you.
(gravity pulls me down.)
there are times when i am happy,
and times when i enjoy my thoughts,
and times when i let myself loose,
and times when i think i can live
until someday i am old;
yet gravity pulls me down.
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