Don Quixote

by Magic Mike




Like throwing buckets of water
Into the sea
It's labour lost
Because she's ungrateful 

Tilting at windmills
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants 

The friends
Happy as can be
Until they test her love
Can't you see? 

Tilting at windmills
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants 

The lady dulcinea 
Some say she's a whore 
The lady dulcinea
She's knocking at the door 

Tilting at windmills
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants 

Reading books until your brain goes dry
Reading books there's a hole in the sky 

Tilting at windmills
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants
Maybe they're giants

Written by: Michael Slater

Submitted by: mikes.84148 on February 15, 2023

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