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No one likes us-I don't know why |
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We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try |
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But all around, even our old friends put us down |
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Let's drop the big one and see what happens |
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We give them money-but are they grateful? |
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No, they're spiteful and they're hateful |
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They don't respect us-so let's surprise them |
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We'll drop the big one and pulverize them |
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Asia's crowded and Europe's too old |
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Africa is far too hot |
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And Canada's too cold |
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And South America stole our name |
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Let's drop the big one |
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There'll be no one left to blame us |
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We'll save Australia |
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Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo |
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We'll build an All American amusement park there |
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They got surfin', too |
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Boom goes London and boom Paree |
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More room for you and more room for me |
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And every city the whole world round |
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Will just be another American town |
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Oh, how peaceful it will be |
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We'll set everybody free |
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You'll wear a Japanese kimono |
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And there'll be Italian shoes for me |
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They all hate us anyhow |
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So let's drop the big one now |
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Let's drop the big one now |
