Lemay Lynda
The Magic Eye
There are some who open and who swing
There are some who squeak, there are some who dance
Y' There are some who slam with a single kick where I think
When you ring the bell and you announce yourself
There are some who never give an answer
Y There are some fragile ones that fall apart and get smashed
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And then there are some tough ones (hard ones)
You hit it like a wall
They are beautiful and big and metallic
They watch you wait with a magical eye
There are some old and stuck ones
There are some little ones that are all well oiled
There are some that you always have your ear glued to
There are some that are locked in forever
There are only ones 'we force it when we have the turn
There are some that we only use as an emergency exit
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There are some that we touch and then they crack
There are some we let go of, there are some we dump
There are some transparent ones who put on good shows
There are some who take you for a thief
A Jehovah, a peddler
There are some who always let themselves be fooled by gentleness
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There are often some who make you jealous
In small hotels at 30 cents
There are some who work with any master key
Barred steps, sliding ones
Reserved ones are to the employees
Some completely absent and...
..And some barricaded!
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And then there is a very modest one
That you don't seem to notice
At 41, 1st Avenue West
All you have to do is turn... its pretty handle