| The rhythm gets you
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| Before the rhythm gets you
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| The rhythm gets you
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| Before the rhythm gets you
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| There’s a place inside my mind that’s only
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| For days run
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| I get excited and I come undone
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| Well I’m fussing over this
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| And fretting over that
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| Look where I’m going
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| You may know where I’m at
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| There!
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| Was a blip queen
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| For a blank king
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| She had no rhythm
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| In her spanking
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| Got a tutor
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| Never practiced
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| Lovely paper
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| Pretty plastic
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| The target’s a small town boy
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| His mission to be unemployed
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| A steel jaw drop one size fits all
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| Two workboots and a chain and ball
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| There’s a girl inside my heart that’s only
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| Four beats old
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| I’m facing forward or so I am told
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| Now fluctuating with a kiss
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| Into another mode
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| And now she’s dressing up her dolls
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| Before the marbles explode
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| There was a blip queen
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| For a blank king
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| She had no rhythm
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| In her spanking
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| Got a tutor
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| Never practiced
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| Lovely paper
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| Pretty plastic
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| The target’s a queen sized girl
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| Her mission is not of this world
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| To fill a dress four sizes small
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| She’s thinning up for cattle call
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| I get trouble out there in the world
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| Because the left brain says
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| The right hand does
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| Trouble out there with the girls because
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| The left brain
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| The right hand
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| Trouble out there in the world
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| Because the left brain says
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| The right hand does
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| Trouble out there with the girls because
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| The left brain
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| The right hand
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| Trouble in the world
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| The left brain
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| The right hand
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| Trouble with the girls
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| The left brain
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| The right hand
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| Trouble in the world
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| The left brain
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| The right hand
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| Trouble with the girls
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| The left brain
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| The right hand |