Mr. Magic

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'Every day I see you, my hands were made for you, and you always give me a stress-free point of view. Pick you up after school. 'Mr. Magic', take a token of my love. I see you through the smoke.'

Without you, it's misery, blue with a migraine, all the songs sound better when you're next to me because they come naturally. 'Laying on my bed, I reach over for you, and you're so fresh you even make the standards bloom, but it's just for you, through. 'Mr. Magic', waiting for the smoke to clear.'