Hypnotist
I listened as you spoke
Gums flapping in the breeze
Words slipping off the tongue
Expressed with so much ease
Your verbal gymnastics
Deserve a perfect ten
I ask you one question
You repeat it all again
Your words enchant me
I listen while you sell
Some kind of hypnosis
I respond to your spell
I bow to your persuasion
Your rythm my blues
I want what you're selling
This thing I won't use
As I open my checkbook
The spell starts to break
My brain starts working
When my hand starts to shake
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