| Completeness drippin' on a cake
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| The red, the white, the blue, the yellow peg
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| Smoking up in a nothing
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| Some sweet replies warmin' up out of the oven
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| Scents obey a wonderful day
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| Sights’ll be exploding
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| What moves might try fold out in an open?
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| Brushin' a leg in, a push in the lake and
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| Things that I am hoping for you
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| And some you try, get a little superstition
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| There’s lots of cracks in many days
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| Oh so many wishes
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| But I don’t know why
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| We picked up Saturdays
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| Doo-doo-doo-doo
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| Should be just like all the days
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| But I do know why
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| It would never quite magical Mondays
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| 'Cause they remind me of those Saturdays
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| «My, how time flies!» |
| said my younger cousin
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| «My, how time flies!» |
| said my younger cousin
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| I turned a break through a southern pond
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| With a dragonfly, she went buzz on
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| I turned a break through a southern pond
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| With a dragonfly, she went buzz on
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| But I don’t know why
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| Peaked on Saturdays
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| Doo-doo-doo-doo
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| Should be just like holidays
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| But I do know why
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| It would never quite function for Mondays
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| 'Cause they remind me of those Saturdays
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| Completeness
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| Completeness
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| Completeness
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| Com- |