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My friend has my favorite teeth |
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They bend backwards when she breathes |
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And it whistles |
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And sweetness is all sweetness was |
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Bees are blackeyed birds that buzz |
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And my love has my favorite ears |
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They lean forwards when she hears |
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Well evil is all evil was |
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Birds are blue-eyed knees that buzz |
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And I said oh michigan, michigan state |
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How I'd love to live in you |
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Oh I've never been to michigan state |
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Still I'd wanna live in you |
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And you can't talk without your tongue |
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Don't try and drown without your lungs son |
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Well my snail has my favorite slow |
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The shell helps the snail still the skin lays low |
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And if my snail has my favorite slow |
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Then my cold has my favorite snow |
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But if my snail's cold and comes to a halt |
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Then my sea has my favorite salt |
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The salt keeps the sea from feeling sweet |
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And my toes have my favorite feet |
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And if I sweat salt |
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And the earth sweats heat |
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Oh michigan, michigan state |
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How I'd love to live in you |
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I've never been to michigan state |
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Still I'd want to live in you |
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Michigan state state state state |