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I knew this one girl |
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Drowned in her own curls |
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Candy colored swirls |
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That never seemed to end |
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I could not comprehend |
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Half what she said to me |
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So casually |
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All our tender ears would bend |
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Tales of ritual self-torture |
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She's making you abort your |
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Most carefully laid plans |
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To make a final stand |
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The rest threw up their hands |
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Scoreless victory for serendipity |
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Tales of ritual sef-torture |
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She's making you abort your |
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Most carefully laid plans |
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TO make a final stand |
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The rest threw up their hands |
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In scoreless victory for serendipity |
