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It all comes down to this: a fragment, a piece |
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Whatever you do or say |
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It only makes a difference today... |
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Won't you be a doll and open a jar of pickles |
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If i were you i'd take off your shirt and use it |
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I'm afraid i've torn both my ankles |
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But i've something to say before i totally lose it |
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It all comes down to this: a fragment, a piece |
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Whatever you do or say |
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It only makes a difference today... |
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She waters her eyelashes often enough |
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To make them grow dark and salty |
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Now she's smooth, groovy and tough |
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But we'd all be home if it wasn't for the party |
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It all comes down to this: a fragment, a piece |
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Whatever you do or say |
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It only makes a difference today... |
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And when i die i wanna die in plane crash |
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I know they don't happen so often |
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But dying quickly in the fire and the metal mash |
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Sounds like destiny and almost fun |
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It all comes down to this: a fragment, a piece |
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Whatever you do or say |
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It only makes a difference today... |
