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wicked trickery |
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it must take a long time |
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you'll need two cups of extra desire |
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to be able and willing to |
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learn the tricks you've learned to do |
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and sometimes it's just a photograph |
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or whatever makes you laugh |
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put your friends on the griddle |
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but it's all in your head |
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if you think they don't mind |
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went ahead of me |
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thank the lord you care |
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because i'm weak for your phone call |
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and warm to your touch |
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but it's just because you've been out in the sun again |
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nothing up your sleeve |
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i'm a sucker for magic |
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where's the rabbit? |
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where's the rabbit? |
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wilting willingly |
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you're too much to handle |
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and i'm just a chinese candle on the windowsill |
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and there's a certainty to you |
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you play all the tunes that i just love to dance to |
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and i'm unsure of where i stand |
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in your wicked, wicked plan |
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put your cards on the table |
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someone believes there's nothing up your sleeve |
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there you see, there's the rabbit |
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and i despise my assumptions |
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i'll make nothing into something |
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and we both know you're never to blame |
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but it will be such a pleasure |
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to hear you explain |
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do you need me? |
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can you see me? |
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nothing up your sleeve |
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i'm a sucker for magic |
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where's the rabbit? |
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where's the rabbit? |
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nothing up your sleeve |
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i'm a sucker for your magic |
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where's the rabbit? |
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where's the rabbit? |
