| Be kind, baby be kind
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| Be kind, baby be kind
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| The light of this might
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| Align your legs to time
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| They give me up as I got mine
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| Oh and that’s too many times
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| Baby be kind
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| And my eyelids are fine
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| Don’t let your eyes pop out boy
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| You may drop your black candy apple
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| From the fright of having your eyes pop out
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| And someone else buys seeing double
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| So be kind baby be kind
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| Won’t cha be kind baby be kind
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| And the way he drops the ants will cover him up
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| I said you’d get 'em back dear
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| Don’t cha try to puff them all up
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| Baby dear don’t cha try
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| To be kind baby be kind
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| You know the light of this whole world and mine
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| Aligns your legs to time
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| The lake it ain’t your fire
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| And that is all I’ve had
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| Too many had done
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| These eyelids mine
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| Don’t let your eyes pop out
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| You might drop them on your stove
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| And they’ll wiggle on home |