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PHIL
SHANE
DARK HAIR AND DEEP GREEN EYES
HAD ALL THE WOMEN MESMERIZED
AND WHEN HE RAISED THE MIC TO HIS LIPS
THE ENERGY SPIRALED DOWN TO HIS HIPS
I SENT A MESSAGE TO AN ANGEL ONE DAY
I ASKED FOR HIS HAND IF THAT WAS OK
THE SHOOTING STAR THAT STREAKED THROUGH THE SKY
WAS MORE THAN AN OMEN THAT HE’D SOON BE MINE
ONE NIGHT THE SINGER WAS SINGING A SONG
I WAS DRAWN TO THE STAGE AND KNEW HE’D
BELONG
TO ME
HIS SONG BECKONED AS I MOVED CLOSER STILL
TO GET A GOOD VIEW OF THE MAN WHO GAVE
CHILLS
TO ME
THE ROOM GOT CLOUDY THE VOICES GREW DIM
ALL I COULD HEAR WAS THE SONG FROM HIM
TO ME
THE HANDSOME MAN WITH THE VELVETY VOICE
COULD EASILY HAVE THE GIRL OF HIS CHOICE
BUT FATE STEPPED IN AND LENT A HAND
HE FELL IN LOVE
AND GAVE THE GOLD BAND
TO ME
MICHLENE
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