Magic In The Man (12 Chairs)

Lyrics

(Sandra) His brand of make believe Convinces me it's real If only life were like The way he makes me feel Is he difficult? One could argue There's a challenge in every day Do you think I don't understand him? Are you listening when I say He's a thoroughbred in the stable When he outta be on the track Let him run with a trumped up fable Because he always will circle back Sometimes he's like a tank full of laughing gas Sometimes he's like a pain in the ass But there is magic in the man Foolish magic in the man And you no doubt are not about to break the spell When there is magic in a man Pay attention if you can Maybe you will do just half as well He's a man with a taste for grandeur Let's allow him to improvise Give him only a moment And your he's shared in a noble prize Sometimes he bends the truth with a wrecking ball Sometimes he's bored with folks who think small I call it magic in the man All the ways he's better than But all you see is him and me with miles to go If you saw magic in the man Rather than a battle plan You might be glad that he's the dad you know His brand of make believe Convinces me it's real If only life were like The way he makes me feel Not nearly entertainment On a non-stop flight What makes you sure you're so right? There is magic in the man Foolish magic in the man And you no doubt are not about to break the spell But there is magic in the man Maddening magic in the man But I worry, son, that he's begun to fall apart Without the magic and the man I'm right back where I begin A frightened girl with just a broken heart So even if it's quick Just learn one little trick And try to make the magic start