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You keep me running round and round |
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Well, that's alright with me |
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Up and down, I'm up the wall |
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I'm up the bloody tree |
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That's alright with me |
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Yeah, that's alright with me |
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Well, it feels alight to me |
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Yeah, it looks alright to me |
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And I'm so tall, I'm so tall |
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You raise me and then you let me fall |
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And I'm so small, I'm so small |
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Wrap me round your finger, seen before |
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Here we go |
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You keep me running round and round |
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Well, that's alright with me |
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Nothing, nothing, nothing's gonna |
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Step in my way |
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Living on the ceiling |
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No more room down there |
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Things fall into place |
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You got the joke, fall into place |
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Well, I'm so tall, I'm so tall |
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You raise me and then you let me fall |
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And I'm so small, I'm so small |
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Wrap me round your finger, seen before |
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You keep me running round and round |
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Well, that's alright with me |
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Up and down, I'm up the wall |
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I'm up the bloody tree |
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Hiding from your questions |
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Questions you won't ask |
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"Why am I up the tree?", you say |
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"Why are you down there?", I'm saying |
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Well, I'm so tall, I'm so tall |
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You raise me and then you let me fall |
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And I'm so small, I'm so small |
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Wrap me round your finger, seen before |
