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Little Johnny's sad and fucked |
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First he jumped and then he looked |
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The tracks of time, those tracks of mine |
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Little Johnny's occupied |
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Come on, come together, come on, come together |
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Well, little Johnny had an ache |
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That hung around the poor boy's neck |
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Every time that Johnny ate |
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The little fucker fed the ache |
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Come on, come together, come on, come together |
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So little J's a fucked up boy |
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Who dulled the pain but killed the joy |
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And little J's a fucking mess |
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But when he's offered just says yes |
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Little J is sad and fucked |
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First he jumped and then he looked |
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The tracks of time, those tracks of mine |
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Little J is occupied |
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Come on, come together, come on, come together |
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Come on, come together, come on, come together |
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Come together, come together, come together, come together |
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Come together, come together, come together, come together |
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Come together, come together, come together, come together |
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Come together, come together, come together, come together |
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Come together, come together, come together, come together |
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Come together, come together, come together, come together |
