'Wake me up before you go, go' you sang on the way to 'Club Tropicana'.
You chose life, dancing anyway, in spite of 'careless whisper'.
'I'm your man' you declared but 'I can't make you love me' though I'll be loving you 'always.
A 'Father figure' you encouraged us to go 'outside' and find our 'freedom', to always have 'one more try' at 'spinning the wheel' of life.
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