My Intuition

<br>I`ve read your pretty speaches <br>And I must admit they touched my heart<br>I don`t know where you borrow them <br>But most of them are works of art <br><br>No school boy with his Valentines <br>Was ever more sincere <br>I`ve tried to read between the lines <br>To make the meaning clear <br><br>But there`s a little voice that whispers <br>Softly, as I fall asleep: <br>&quot;You better look before you leap.&quot; <br><br>My intuition says to me, <br>Don`t ever give your heart away <br>And so I simply must obey my intuition <br><br>My intuition says to me <br>Those pretty words may not be true <br>So what am I supposed to do in my position? <br><br>I`d like to trust my heart <br>Believe in just my heart <br>But it is much too young to know <br><br>So though it may be bad advice <br>I guess I`ll have to string along <br>Until you prove my intuition <br>Can be wrong. <br><br>My intuition goes like this: <br>I`m playing poker with a bunch <br>And all at once I get a hunch <br>That`s intuition <br><br>I`m playing aces back to back <br>And I can see a pair of kings <br>But if there`s one more of those things <br>What`s my position? <br><br>Well, if you get the cards <br>Then you should bet the cards <br>At least, that`s what I`ve always heard <br><br>You have your hunch, I`ll have mine <br>Suppose we both we both just string along <br>Until we prove our intuition can be wrong.