| They’re all still on their honeymoon
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| Just read the dialogue balloon
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| Everyone loves you, why should they not?
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| And I’m the only one who knows
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| That Disneyland’s about to close
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| I don’t suppose you’d give it a shot
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| Knowing all that you’ve got
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| Are cigarettes and Red Vines
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| Just close your eyes, 'cause, baby
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| You never do know
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| And I’ll be on the sidelines
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| With my hands tied
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| Watching the show
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| Well, it’s always fun and games until
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| It’s clear you haven’t got the skill
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| In keeping the gag from going too far
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| So you’re running 'round the parking lot
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| 'Til every lightning bug is caught
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| Punching some pinholes in the lid of a jar
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| While we wait in the car
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| With cigarettes and Red Vines
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| Just close your eyes, 'cause, baby
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| You never do know
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| And I’ll be on the sidelines
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| With my hands tied
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| Watching the show
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| And tell me, would it kill you
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| Would it really spoil everything
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| If you didn’t blame yourself
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| Do you know what I mean?
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| Cigarettes and Red Vines
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| Just close your eyes, 'cause, baby
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| You never do know
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| And I’ll be on the sidelines
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| With my hands tied
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| Watching the show
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| Watching the show |