| Hello, let’s play a little game
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| You know the one that goes like uhm
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| How does it go again? |
| Oh yeah, like this
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| I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE
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| A greedy man sneaking through the back door
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| He waves the dates of the cake
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| Clapping and lapping until there isn’t any more
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| I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE
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| Desolate people working to the ply
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| Oh, ain’t no descend, no time to lent
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| Nipple on the pawn of the 99%
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| Doubling by then
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| Doubled and double by then
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| Doubling by then
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| Your soul cooking in the oven
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| I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE
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| Rubbish bins spilled and the children
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| Who lay in the streets with no cake to eat
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| Begging for a slice of some generosity
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| I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE
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| And beg you with stitches, some pain in life
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| Oh, so much pain for so little gain
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| You’re lucky if you’re born in the right domain
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| Cause we’re doubling by then
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| Doubled and double by then
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| Doubling by then
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| Your soul cooking in the oven
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| Doubling by then
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| Doubled and double by then
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| Doubling by then
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| Your soul cooking in the oven
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| I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE
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| I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE |