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Leave me alone |
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I'm on the phone |
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I wish you'd only |
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Leave me alone |
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Tripping over Rover, he landed in clover |
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With bees stinging his face and his hands |
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Running back inside, he attempted to hide |
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But they saw the direction he ran |
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Alone in a closet he noticed some droplets |
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That were begining to cover his clothes |
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Worse than the bleeding, he started beating |
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Bees that were stinging his eyes and his nose |
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Running outside he tripped as he tried |
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To lure the bees back into the hive |
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His leg was broken but he started hoping |
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Bees would respond to a melody so |
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He started whistling a tune making mistle- |
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Toe reminisce in the back in his mind |
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Then suddenly there was nothing to see |
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The bees had blended into summertime |
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Jingle Bells made a minute from hell |
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Dissipate as my daddy cried |
