You Make Me Feel So Free Sinéad O'Connor
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[Verse 1]
Some people spend their time just running round in circles
Always chasing some exotic bird
I prefer to spend some time just listening for that special something
That I've never, ever heard
I'd like a new song to sing
Another show or somewhere entirely different to be
But baby, you make me feel so free
[Verse 2]
And so I yearn for mistress calling me
That's the muse, that's the muse
But we only burn up with the passion
When there's absolutely nothing left to lose
I make it to spring and it's no bed of roses
It's just more hard work in bad, bad, bad company
But you make me feel so free
[Saxophone Solo]
Baby, you make me feel so free
[Verse 3]
I heard them saying that you can have your cake and eat it
When all I wanted was just one free lunch
How can I eat it when the man that's next to me now
He's grabbed it, Lord, and beaten me to the punch?
How can I even talk about freedom
When you know, oh, it's sweet mystery?
But baby, you make me feel so free
Some people spend their time just running round in circles
Always chasing some exotic bird
I prefer to spend some time just listening for that special something
That I've never, ever heard
I'd like a new song to sing
Another show or somewhere entirely different to be
But baby, you make me feel so free
[Verse 2]
And so I yearn for mistress calling me
That's the muse, that's the muse
But we only burn up with the passion
When there's absolutely nothing left to lose
I make it to spring and it's no bed of roses
It's just more hard work in bad, bad, bad company
But you make me feel so free
[Saxophone Solo]
Baby, you make me feel so free
[Verse 3]
I heard them saying that you can have your cake and eat it
When all I wanted was just one free lunch
How can I eat it when the man that's next to me now
He's grabbed it, Lord, and beaten me to the punch?
How can I even talk about freedom
When you know, oh, it's sweet mystery?
But baby, you make me feel so free
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