I'll Be Your Woman

I'll be your woman with unwavering eyes
 Aflame with the spirits and the mysteries of life
 The hands of a healer and a samurai
 I'll be your woman and you can be mine
 I'll be the gypsy on a path through the trees
 The deal maker with front row seats
 Who turns from the armchair and the picket line
 I'll be your woman and you can be mine
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 Not your princess, not your stallion
 An ambiguous complex creature
 Not your teacher, not your shivering doll
 But hunkier than your neighbor
 Not your mummy, not your daddy
 I'm over being daddy
 Not your stallion, don't you lay down
 Get yourself a sailor
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 I'll be the mirror where you are a queen
 Your fellow magician of the waking dream
 Hung with a hammer and a glass of wine
 I'll be your woman and you can be mine