| Rose is tattooed in a perfect place
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| She bears the burden of a pretty face
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| The monkey boy, the leopard girl
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| The strange is also beautiful
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| It’s summer time and the grass is high
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| Fuzzy freaky, funny family
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| It’s my body and I’ll eat it too
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| To do whatever touches you
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| My body speaks, my tongue cannot
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| My belly rumbles but the words are stuck
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| So come out
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| It’s summer time and the weeds are high
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| Fuzzy freaky, funny family
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| All amplified, she’s scandalized
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| And I’m changing size
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| Who was it?, jump on it
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| He’s talking trash, and he can’t get back
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| But he’s meant to last
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| Inspired, desired
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| I’m walking low, my grass has grown
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| And I won’t stay down
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| Excited, delighted
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| I’m awfully cute, I’m awfully cold
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| I’m sometimes rich and I’m sometimes poor
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| A butterfly when I graduate
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| You’ll have to stop me if I get too big
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| Stop me
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| It’s summer time and the weeds are high
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| Fuzzy funny, freaky family
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| He’s in reverse, he’ll kiss himself
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| In perfect health
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| Inflated, x-rated
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| And I smell you now
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| In a haunted house
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| In a squeaky sound
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| Inspired, desired
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| Now I’m wide enough
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| And I’m almost grown
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| And I won’t stay down
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| Somebody, somebody
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| Inspired, desired
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| Excited, delighted |