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Don't let your heart get to your boots |
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Sour puss sister |
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Take a walk under the juice |
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Kick a few dumpsters |
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Fussing and spitting aint worth good kicking |
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When you're tired of coping go pony riding |
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Better yet seduce |
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Your kite instructor |
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With a little bit of luck |
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He comes from equator |
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You be cruising and surfing round the whole world daughter |
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Dream of ya life be two times brighter |
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It may be crowded out here but I don't hear no sound but my own |
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It may be pouring out here but every falling drop of sky is my own |
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There ain't a thing in the world that 'll shoot my dorphins no i'm high on my throne |
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Them harpies and turds wont have their way with me stoned on ozone |
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Enthousiastic passionated red-head sailor |
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Former argentinesk female bartender cow |
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Business school just wasn't cool |
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So you droped out of class |
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Indiana Jones aint but a fool |
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next to you ginger badass |
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Private pilot Spanish fluent |
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Smelly scarlet |
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Cinder Monster bake me dinner Onion garlic |
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No no no don't shoot or shout |
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You know i didn't mean it |
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Let's go go go |
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to the garden where we can bake our lungs trout |
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If ever harm comes to your loot |
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sugar puss sister |
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Wont you sing along this tune |
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make u feel better |
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Just in case you didn't know |
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Babygirl I love you so |
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Whenenever spirits get too low |
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hop into ma cookie dough |
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Peanut butter jelly on my nose |
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You got soaked from head to toes |
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Mexican buritos daily dose |
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Salsa dripping on your clothes clothes |
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There aint a thing in the world |
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A single harpy or turd |
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able to ruin or blurr |
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Today is your day my girl |
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let it sing out ya fur |
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a flock a joli Z birds |
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There ain't a place in the world |
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Id rather be than right here |
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It may be crowded out here but I don't hear no sound but my own |
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It may be pouring out here but every falling drop of sky is my own |
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There ain't a thing in the world that 'll shoot my dorphins no i'm high on my throne |
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Them harpies and turds wont have their way with me stoned on ozone |
