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Born to multiply, born to gaze into night skies, |
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All you want's one more Saturday. |
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But look here, until then |
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They're gonna buy your nice time |
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So keep your wick in the air and your feet in the fetters |
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To the day. |
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You come in doing cartwheels |
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We all go out by ourselves |
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And your shape on the dance floor |
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Will have me thinking such filth and gauge my eyes. |
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You'd be damned to be one of us girl |
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Faced with a dodo's conundrum |
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Ah, I felt like I could just fly |
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But nothing'll happen every time I try. |
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A dual tone under wall |
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Selfish fool and hoped you'd save us all |
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Never dreamt of such sterile hands, |
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You keep them folded in your lap, |
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And raise them up to beg for scraps, |
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You know, he's holding you down, |
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With the tips of his fingers just the same, |
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You'll be pulled from the ocean, |
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But just a minute too late, |
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Or changed by a potion, |
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We'll find a handsome young mate, |
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For you to love. |
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You'll be damned to pining through the windowpanes, |
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You know you'll change your life for any ordinary Joe, |
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And though your night will go on, |
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Your nightmares only need a year or two to unfold. |
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Been in love since you were twenty-one, |
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You haven't laughed since January, |
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You try and make this up this is so much fun, |
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But we know it to be quite contrary. |
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Dare to be one of us, girl, |
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Facing the Andrum's conundrum, |
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Ah, I feel like I should just cry, |
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But nothing happens every time I take one on the chin, |
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You're humoring your cote, |
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You don't know how long I've been, |
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Watching the lantern dim, |
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Starved of oxygen, |
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So give me your hand, |
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And let's jump out the window. |