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I eat a mango and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll |
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Star fruit so simple and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll |
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How could I feel so so when I'm feeling like a little honey can roll |
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Tart but not total and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll |
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When I was young I thought fruit was an infinite thing |
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I'd be sad to wake up and find all of my cherries are charred or they're rotted to ruin |
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It seems we all can't last |
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Oh pink lady your days so distinguished are a movement so fluid |
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So smooth against my palm |
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Reminisce of the days when they all praised your sweet red delicious |
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When a farmer picks a good thing (when you think you don't know you don't know what comes next) |
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Then a kid he picks a good thing (When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next) |
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Then a chef she makes a good thing (When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next) |
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Then a mayor eats a good thing (When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next) |
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Ripe and whole we can move outside us (Repeat) |
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Take for me take for me pictures of valleys with lemons hung |
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Dangling dangling they will be released every little piece does make a one |
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Brown on the ground can you show me a way I can simplify |
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Comfort me comfort me after the battles and sleepless nights |
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I'm just a rush |
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Rush to blow upon the fire |
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You're just a rush |
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Rush to blow open my mind |
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When I want fruit I can find it wherever I please |
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What if I should wake up and find dudes on the street waiting in lines or scrounging for berries? |
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I'm losing things so fast |
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One day maybe I'll have a cool kid with a granny but I don't have a pose for applesauce on clothes |
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Reminisce of the days when my mom made it all seem delicious |
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Why should I rush, rush to blow upon the fire |
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Why do I rush, rush to blow upon the fire |
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One the eagle |
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Two the Nobel |
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Three the lizard |
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Four the sole |
