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I've always listened to my critics |
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Ever since the age of five |
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They called me Skinny Bones and a tall drink of water |
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I've grown so tired of hearing that Jive |
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Thrown your share of sticks and stones dear |
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But you never broke my heart in two |
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You broke it into several thousand little pieces |
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One by one gonna pick'em up until my heart is true |
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Won't let it make me sad |
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Won't let it make me feel bad |
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I know just the thing to tell myself |
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You shake that thing Skinny Bones |
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You gotta work with what you got |
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You gotta shake rattle and roll your bones |
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To hell with what you're not |
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You got to shake rattle and roll your bones |
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You shake that thing Skinny Bones |
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You gotta work with what you got |
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You gotta shake rattle and roll your bones |
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To hell with what you're not |
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You got to shake that thing |
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You said I was an ugly duckling |
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But I am rubber you are glue |
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I'm gonna fluff my feathers into your tar, honey |
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How does it feel coming back to you |
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Thrown the weight off of my shoulders |
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Now I'm free to stand up straight |
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So you can eat your heart out, eat your heart out |
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There's a party going on |
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It's called like dear, I must be gone |
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I'd wait for you but you take too long |
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And I'm already late |
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Won't let it make me sad |
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Won't let it make me feel bad |
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I know just the thing to tell myself |
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You shake that thing Skinny Bones |
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You gotta work with what you got |
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You gotta shake rattle and roll your bones |
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To hell with what you're not |
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You got to shake rattle and roll your bones |
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You gotta shake that thing Skinny Bones |
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You gotta work with what you got |
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You gotta shake rattle and roll your bones |
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To hell with what you're not |
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You got to shake that thing |
