Nearly 30 years ago, I was over at a friend's place, and she had "Ziggy Stardust" playing on the stereo. I was kind of humming/singing along, and I sang what I always understood to be the lyrics: "Making love with his eagle. . ." My friend collapsed in a fit of laughter that for all I know is still going on today. At some point she managed to gasp out, "EGO! EGO!" Like that makes so much more sense. And frankly, considering the source, I maintain that my interpretation was far from unreasonable. RIP, Starman.
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