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It's the plan of most |
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To discover that magnificent ghost |
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When did I get perverted |
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And my innocent eyes diverted from the view so grand |
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Imbued with distractions |
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I'm greedy like Senior Babbitt |
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I'm just chasing that electric rabbit |
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I'm a reluctant rebel |
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I just want to be Aaron Neville |
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With a crown on my head |
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And my denim shirt all dark with sweat |
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I'm just pushing the paint around |
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On advice from your lying mouth |
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You touched me and then you ran |
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And left a sad Peter Pan |
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All alone and awkward |
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But a transformation, I swear it will occur |
