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I met a girl from Venus |
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And her insides were made of gold |
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Well, she did what she did and said "How was it, kid?" |
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She was politely told |
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"Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain |
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But actually everything is just about the same." |
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I heard Allah and Buddha |
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Were singing at the Saviour's feast |
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And up in the sky an Arabian rabbi |
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Fed Quaker oats to a priest |
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Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain |
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'Cause actually all them gods are just about the same |
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Moonlight makes me dizzy |
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Sunlight makes me clean |
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Your light is the sweetest thing |
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That this boy has ever seen |
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Molly went to Arkansas |
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She got raped by Dobbin's dog |
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Well, she was doing good till she went in the wood |
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And got pinned up against a log |
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Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain |
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'Cause actually all them dogs are just about the same |
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I got a friend in Fremont |
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And he sells used cars, you know |
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Well he calls me up twice a year |
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Just to ask me how'd it go |
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Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain |
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Actually everything is just about the same |
