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Sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry |
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But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go |
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With a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie |
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But it's no surprise to find he don't |
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Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po |
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And take a little sniff of the things below |
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Bring it to a boil and simmer low |
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Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe |
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Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside |
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Didn't get a chance to let him know |
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Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide |
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Please don't let my brain explode |
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Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po |
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And take a little sniff of the things below |
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Bring it to a boil and simmer low |
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Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe |
