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Feeling without touching |
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Oh, feel us, we are laughing |
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With the angel clowns [clouds]? |
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Oh see me, see me laugh |
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Laugh, laugh myself away |
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Away, away from doubt |
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My crown is tipped up |
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My world is zipped up tight |
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That's how I'm sane and sound |
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With touchable ornaments placed around |
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Like eyes, and teeth |
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That shine like gold and diamonds, oh |
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We smile, we smile |
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We smile, we can't be ruined, no |
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Feeling without touching |
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Oh, feel us, we are laughing |
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With the angel clowns [clouds]? |
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My crown is tipped up |
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My world is zipped up tight |
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That's how I'm sane and sound |
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With touchable ornaments placed around |
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Like eyes, and teeth |
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A shine like gold and diamonds, oh |
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We smile, we smile |
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We smile, we can't be ruined, no |
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Feeling without touching |
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Oh oh, oh oh |
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Feeling without touching |
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Oh oh, oh oh |
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Feeling without touching |
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Oh oh |
