When I was a mighty mighty man in my prime.
I had nothing,
Not even a dime.
But I was rich in love,
All I wanted to do,
Was turtle-dove.
It may have been lust.
But with every girl I thought,
I must.
Yes I've had my pleasures in life
But now,
I have a wife.
The pleasure day's are gone,
But with her.
It's easy to carry on.

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