| My propa-voila-shadow-ganda
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| My shadow stigmata offer
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| Left right up, step right up
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| Get your crisis, why bother
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| Quack like priest, win five dollar
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| Melanin pewter cellophane
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| Arms long as their legs
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| Even the greys can’t oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Voila
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| Voila
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| Maybe I belong to you
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| I’m sure you want me to
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| My shadow’s on to you
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| Voila-voila
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| I can’t make you like voila
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| I’ll make you love voila
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| Make you make love to voila holes
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| Make you replace your faith with voila, hotel
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| New necklace, new temple, new help, help
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| I don’t talk to the help, help
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| Who’s voila suits who too well
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| Don’t talk to the help, help
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| My propa-voila-shadow-ganda
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| My shadow stigmata offer
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| Left right up, step right up
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| Get your crisis, why bother
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| Quack like priest, win five dollar
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| Melanin pewter cellophane
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| Arms long as their legs
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| Even the greys can’t
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| Voila
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| Voila
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| Voila
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| It’s your lucky day, my shadow bernays voila
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| Aren’t you lucky, fuck my shadow gush voila
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| You’re a lucky spin, my shadow spam voila
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| My shadow slither, my shadow whisper voila
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| Live in my shadow while you wait to gasp in space
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| Gasp in my shadow like everything that lives
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| My shadow incubate everything that is
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| My shadow cast voila through every one of its kids
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| I don’t talk to the help, help
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| Who’s voila suits who too well
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| Don’t talk to the help, help
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| My propa-voila-shadow-ganda
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| My shadow stigmata offer
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| Left right up, step right up
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| Get your crisis, why bother
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| Quack like priest, win five dollar
|
| Melanin pewter cellophane
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| Arms long as their legs
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| Even the greys can’t
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| Voila
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| Voila
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| Voila
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| Voila
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| Voila |