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[ti:] |
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[ar:The Ditty Bops] |
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[al:] |
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I am treading on cow pile mountains |
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Before you answer my call |
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Lounging at breakfast a recoiled monster |
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With tied mouth somehow telling all |
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Before it breaks before you've listened |
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Short stacks are sitting high |
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Lips are dry maybe you're guessing |
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Maybe you're guessing why |
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Don't mean to make you sick |
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It just works out that way |
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You say it's walnut bread |
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We know it's what I say |
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Friends do tell me it's best to say little |
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The less you put out the less that's gone |
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But sitting here lazing the smaller I feel |
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'Cause I expand when I let on |
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My love for you is not like friendship |
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Can you tell from my brave toned words |
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This timid girl likes very much your hand |
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